I still love love love this song. Compared to what else was going on in 1973, Springsteen appears to be living on his own musical planet. This is an elaborately produced, long, leisurely song. This whole album appears to be by an old soul, someone who knows exactly what he wants to do and has nothing to prove.
The one thing in my recent musical diet this reminds me of is The Hold Steady, with its journalistic/painterly focus on a subculture.
The surprise is I love this now even more than then.
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