Springsteen born to run book review

Anyone who’s attended more than one Bruce Springsteen concert knows that somewhere in the show’s second half, The Boss will wax nostalgic.

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He’ll call on a memory from his early — not his glory — days, and deliver a touching anecdote about his mom, his dad, or his hometown of Freehold, N.J., before counting the E Street Band into whatever song best captures the story’s emotion.

In their way, those brief spoken tributes are every bit as good as the songs.

Now that narrative gift is on glorious display in Springsteen’s new autobiography, Born to Run (Simon & Schuster, 528 pp., **** out of four stars), a philosophically rich ramble through a rock ‘n' roll life that began like many others, in small-town obscurity and near-poverty.

By sweating it out on the streets of a runaway American dream, Bruce attained the superstardom he coveted the moment he saw Elvis Presley on The Ed Sullivan Show.

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