Come on out and dance

Yesterday night I was at Brucemass

I’ve finally been Bruce’d.

It was the first time I went to a Bruce concert… I had the best fucking night of my life.

I was lucky enough to be among the 150 first people to enter the venue so I had a perfect spot in the pit (on the right, stuck to the stage) even if I would have prefered -obviously- being in front of the mic. But Bruce is perfect so he came a few times to our side.

Music-wise, they played most of my favourite songs (Spirit, The River, BTR, Fire, City of Ruins, Growin’ up, CANDY’S ROOM, Shackled and drawn, Bobby Jean, Dancing in the dark…). I honestly never heard someone singing/playing so perfectly live.

Long story short, I think Bruce is a god. He makes you feel good. And it’s not a cliché, it’s the truth. For one night it’s just you and him. There may be thousands of people with you but it doesn’t matter, it’s YOU and HIM. His voice/music/funny dances make the world around you disappear. And for one night you feel great and your problems are washed away by a wave of positiveness (and love?). I was sad and worried because I’m not sure to to be selected for the 2nd year of my degree but then Bruce sang Waitin’ on a Sunny Day and when he said “Everything’ll be okay”, I believed him.

Memory of the night: The first time Bruce came to our side, I was crushed against the barrier with dozens of people trying to climb over me just to touch his hand. I was singing along anyway, one hand locked on the barrier, the other in the air. Bruce was doing his thing and the we locked eyes. Might be the best moment of the night for me.

Oh and when he spoke French… *faints*

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