Either I'd forgotten how good these songs were, or I just wasn't old enough 10 years ago to appreciate these tunes.
There is a moment in "Night Moves" that has to rank in the top 10 great recorded rock moments.
The song, which seemed really happy at first, has suddenly slowed down and Bob's very gently singing about the sound of thunder and the music has turned on you and it's become the saddest song in history. Then, you think he's about to pick up the momentum again, but he doesn't and gives you a throwaway line.
So, you still think that he's going to slowly build the beat back up to the fast pace of the song and you expect it and you wait for it.
But, that doesn't happen. Instead, suddenly these gospel girls that up til now you've only heard in the background, burst forward and just scream "Night Moves" and the song then instantly becomes fast and driving again and it's like all of the emotion that he built up when he slowed the song down is instantly released.
It's fucking wonderful.
All of the songs are somewhat like that.
They seem to know where they are going more than most rock songs do, so they move with a sense of inevitability towards their goal, all the while he's shifting between a blues and a gospel beat, covered with acoustic guitars that are almost, but not quite, Texas Country.
It's like Springsteeen if Springsteen wasn't a control freak fuckwad and would just the music take him away.
I feel like I want to dive into the music, roll with it and come out the other side at whatever place it wants to take me.