The one with Springsteen in it.
“One Headlight,” The Wallflowers
It’s somewhere around 2:30 that you can see Springsteen go, Hey. Didn’t I used to do… something… what was that called? …Right, ‘rock.’ How did I do that, again? Oh, of course… Huh. I wonder why I stopped doing this. Weird.
Waitasecond. You’re not Van Zandt! Who’s the bald guy? There’s no SAXOPHONE!
Where’s my band? Where’s my goddamned band?
It was a relief, really.
This remains the cautionary lesson on why it’s hazardous to duet with Bruce if you didn’t bring your A game.
I got nothing against Jakob Dylan, but Bruce pretty much extracted all the oomph from that song and left the shell on the stage.
So, yeah.
Too true – first of all, Dylan did not put in his best performance here. Live is supposed to have *more* oompf than the studio, Jake, come on! Also, Bruce just took it to town. I kinda liked this song before, but now I want to hear what Springsteen could do with it without a whiny-sounding youngster sharing the stage! Because seriously, who does bitter disillusionment without angst better than Springsteen?