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I think I've forgotten how to post. Which is probably just as well, as I never have anything to say anyway. Actually it's probably doubly just as well, as pretty much all I've done lately is follow The E Street Band on their current tour, via YouTube. So posting would largely have been limited to bouncing, whooping and the embedding of endless videos.

So this post is, of course, mostly about just that. I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. I didn't try to resist, granted, but if I had, I couldn't've done. Which is a lousy sentence, but whatever. Anyhow, the video's behind a cut, so as to cause less inconvenience, so at least a part of me isn't being annoying.

Incidentally, I've discovered that LJ isn't speaking to me anymore. No idea how universal that is, but it's not telling me about replies, messages or anything else right now, so if I'm in the middle of a conversation with somebody, sorry. I'm not ignoring you, I've probably just forgotten that you exist. Is that better? LJ might start e-mailing me again eventually. You never know.

Bruce and the boys in Manchester last Friday, doing Twist & Shout. Complete with Curt Ramm & His Amazing Flying Trumpet; an uncontrollable giggling fit amongst the band; Bruce deciding to change songs right at the end, just to make sure that everybody's awake; and, naturally enough, Mighty Max being the world's happiest drummer. It's a bit wobbly to begin with, but well worth it.

I was only going to post one video, honest. It's just that the thought of giggling reminded me of No Surrender from back in Newark in early May, and before I'd even finished the thought, blow me if it hadn't embedded itself. No Surrender, then. With Bruce royally screwing up the lyrics. Of one of his big anthems. And it's the opening number. Well, if you're going to make a mistake, you might as well make it a good one.

I'm going to go now, because trust me, this could easily go on all night.

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