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The Wild, the Innocent & the E-Street Shuffle

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Bruce Springsteen won me over forever in 1973 with this album. I went to see him perform as an opening act for Dr. John in Santa Monica as a result of this album. My college roomate had a big quadrophonic stereo system that he'd use for dorm dances, and the one demand I made on him for helping him carry his stuff downstairs was that we could play "Rosalita" and "Kitty's Back" at every dance. All the kids at first would stop dancing, because it was the only unfamiliar stuff we'd play, but by the last dance, I had people lining up to find out who made this great music.

Bruce took the expansive, poetic, musical pastiche style of this album forward with "Born To Run," but then after that album, he decided to focus his artistry on shorter songs with tighter lyrics and clear, understandable points of view. So in many ways, this album represents the road not taken. But it exists, it's still in print, and it's a classic.

Some have objected to how it was recorded, and also to the relatively weak playing of the old drummer, Vini Lopez. Points conceded, but they don't mar the brilliance and enjoyability of this album. The pianist, David L. Sancious, more than makes up for any deficiencies by playing the most outrageous piano backup I've ever heard. As fine as Roy Bittan is, Sancious' departure from E Street for a career in jazz-rock fusion was a musical tragedy. Listen to his opening for "NY City Seranade"--Chopin meets Gershwin, easing into a beautiful duet with acoustic guitar that is otherwordly. Elsewhere, he provides Bruce with all the rhythmic support his drummer couldn't.

It is unbelievable that this seemingly inarticulate kid was able to pack so much American musical heritage into one inexpensively produced album, and in the process create new musical molds. And, as romantic and poetic as some of this album is, most of it is very lighthearted and fun, capturing better than any of Bruce's other albums the spirit of the great entertainer that his live shows have always displayed. This album is Bruce's cheeseburger deluxe--greasy and sizzling, with smoke rising into the summer ocean air, spreading delight everywhere.

My fondest hope would be that, one day, Bruce would return to this style, adding a few musicians who could help him bring it off, maybe even bringing Sancious back into the fold. On Nightline, it sounded like he was trying to write a few in that style when "The Rising" was in the works.

Failing that, if he would just do us the favor of one day performing "New York City Serenade" live on TV...then he'd really impress people.

The heart of Rock N Roll can be boiled down to a few chords, a catchy riff, and the right attitude. But if you want the heart AND the soul, the mind, body, and the spirit, and all of its possibilities, THE WILD, THE INNOCENT & THE E STREET SHUFFLE is where you'll find it. It rebels against every preconceived notion of what Rock's limitations are supposed to be. Of structure and style and scope. It's Bruce's musical journey from the hangouts of his hometown in Jersey, as a guy with a dream, to the possibilities of what might be just over the river in New York City. Although no song addresses this head on, its implicit in the overall concept, that this story-song album is ultimately Springsteen's autobiography. "The E Street Shuffle" is the opener. As the band warms up, then starts to play, you know this is party time. It's Rock N Roll in the summer. No air-conditioning's allowed. All the windows are opened wide to meld with the sounds and the sights and the sweat of the streets. To mix with the heat and the humidity. To rub elbows with the proud and the profane, the winners and losers, the lovers and loners. It's the preview of coming attractions, and the album delivers on what this song promises. "Kitty's Back", the third song in, opens with a short blistering guitar in heat that gives way to a lazy summer afternoon lament about how dull life is now that the most lascivious creature the boys have ever known is gone from the neighborhood, and what she did to get out. As the mood shifts from shuffle to swing and back again, the song is sneakily building momentum,until hazily, the boys spot her walking towards them from the other end of the alley. "Here she comes, here she comes, here she comes, here she comes," they hungrily whisper, at which point the whole song explodes into a musical, if not literal, gang-bang. "Sandy" is a different creature entirely. She's your first true love. Your lover AND friend. She's the girl you showed your tender side to. She's the one who gave you courage to do so. She's the girl you shared life and dreams with. She's also the girl you probably left behind. Bruce uses an accordian here unashamedly. By this point in the album, you've already expected to expect the unexpected, still "Wild Billy's Circus Story" comes from out of left field, musically speaking. A tuba in a rock n roll record? Yup. This is the color Bruce needed to tell this amusing tale of a boy who ran away to join the circus, the way Bruce leaves his hometown by joining the rock n roll circus. It's a truly offbeat number, but Bruce's wry delivery has a way of making you appreciate this song before you're ready to. This song serves as the bridge to Side Two's N.Y.C. suite. And how sweet it is. "West Side Story" was a big influence on Bruce, as it was on all of us back then, and he uses part of that film's landscape to paint his own story about young love in the city between Spanish Johnny & Puerto Rican Jane in "Incident on 57th Street". Filled with stunning imagery ("Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat/ Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on/ And her sister prays for lost souls/ then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone) "...57th Street" is simultaneously tough and tender and enormously cinematic. "Rosalita" of course is the barn burner. Every yearning in a young guy's soul, every dream come true or not,every 4th of July fireworks display, every gamble of going for broke is encapsulated in this 7 minute rock n roll extravaganza. Any other album would have closed here. This is the money shot. But the best, if that's possible, is what follows: "N.Y.C. Serenade", the album's 11 minute closer, is an amazing achievement. So tight, yet so loose it feels like an improvisation in it's midnight till dawn setting, I can think of no other song as a touchstone for this number. David Sancious' audacious piano intro: part classical,part jazz, part blues, hands off to Bruce's heartfelt acoustic guitar-talk in what has to be one of music's most unforgettable moments, before quietly settling in for this final story of our boy as one of the inhabitants of the cruel city, and a stark contrast to the block party atmosphere of the album's opener, but ending on a determinately optimistic note. Never again would Bruce and the band show such versatility or be this musically adventurous. As time went on, Bruce seemed to straight-jacket himself into tighter and tighter song structures, until he began, literally, writing two chord songs. I guess I shouldn't be angry that he never wrote down this way again. I guess I should be grateful that, at one time, he did.

the wild, the innocent, and the e street shuffle is simply an amazing work...we open with the e street shuffle, which contains a melodic orgy of horns, with springsteen telling tales of the boardwalk and the jersey shore in the summertime...the funky breaks and jazzy guitar work are not often recognized, but show that springsteen is much more of a competent player than most fans realize...next comes sandy, a tale of summer love told by a whispering springsteen, accompanied by accordian, melodic guitars, and the steady beat of mad dog lopez's keith moon-like drumming...kitty's back shows that the "boss" can play ferocious lead guitar, and the organ break in the middle, with the building of the band goes back to springsteen's early days in jersey bands steel mill and the bruce springsteen band...wild billy's circus story is a simplistic tale of the big top, told wonderfully by springsteen with the accompaniement of a tuba and accordian...the remaining 3 songs on the album are springsteen's sgt. pepper, they all tie in together and are not complete without the others...springsteen tells of spanish jonny and puerto rican jane in incident on 57th street, and continues with rosalita, the showstopping footapping rhapsody of guitar, sax, organ, and drums...but the highlight of the album comes in the 7th and final track, new york city serenade...the piano introduction, created by david sancious, is one of the most moving pieces ever laid down on record...the complexity and jazziness of sancious' keys are amazing, and are completed perfectly by springsteen's acoustic guitar lead at the beginning of the song...nyc serenade is purely genius, with a swell of lyrics, congas, acoustic guitar, piano, saxophone, and springsteen's whispering voice telling of billy, diamond jackie, and jazz men...by the end of the tune, you are left crying from its sheer beauty...the wild, the innocent and the e street shuffle is the most underated of all springsteen's albums, and the most genius of them all...born to run, born in the usa, darkness, are all wonderful albums, great works, but the wild and the innocent is springsteen's mona lisa...this album should be studied along with pet sounds and sgt pepper, and it is by far one of the best albums of the 1970's, if not one of the best albums in rock and roll history.

Still the best album Springsteen's done, and, yes, I do believe that he's recorded many good albums, but this is the greatest; none surpass it. Bruce definitely honed and mastered his skills in the studio well after this album was done, but these songs depict the young, wide-eyed, and innocent Bruce that was lost after his bitter legal feud with Mike Appel in the late '70s.

It is very obvious that Bruce was listening a lot to Van Morrison's Astral Weeks and the Velvet Underground's Loaded prior to writing and recording this collection of songs because this is a solid combination of both albums. Play VU's Sweet Jane before you plug in Incident On 57th Street and you'll see what I'm talking about. And, if you have 25 minutes to spare, compare Van's Madame George with Bruce's version, New York City Serenade. I'm not saying Bruce copied, but he sure drew his influences from quality material.

All in all, an excellent album that you'll appreciate more and more with every listen. This was a unique part of Bruce's career that he only really revisted once, when he recorded Jungleland for the Born to Run album.

Enjoy.

This was the first Bruce Springsteen album I ever heard. I didn't know of him before the Time/Newsweek covers, and then my curiosity wanted to see what it was all about. Several people were lying around a dorm listening to it. I still remember lying flat on my back, eyes closed, listening to "Incident on 57th" Street. The song was about halfway through, and I'm thinking "OK, I'll stick with for awhile", and then I hear the chorus in the backgroud singing "Those romantic young boys...". My head shot up, and nothing would ever be the same again. This was a guy who knew how to make rock and roll, and make rock and roll exactly the way I thought it should be.

I have listened to several thousand record albums through the years, and this one is definately in the top five. Side two may be the best single side ever made. As far as best song ever recorded, "Incident on 57th Street" and "New York City Serenade" are both contenders. I've told several people in my personal circle that if I'm on a death bed, I want those around me to play "New York City Serenade", and time it so it ends just as I do. Is this big enough praise?

Anyway, Bruce would go on to bigger things, and definately great things, but not necessarily better things. While the next album would continue the rock and roll homage with "Roy Orbison singing for the lonely", this album captured the fun and romance of rock and roll like maybe none ever would again.

I bought this albumn and championed it amongst my friends when it was released. We became big fans well before the Time cover. And how could you not be - it's a masterpiece of expression, lyrically and musically. I know that Rosalita is the party favorite but it's actually out of place in this collection. Why no one has even made a film based upon "Incident on 57th St" and/or "New York City Serenade" is beyond me. Martin Scorcese, are you listening? I grew up in NJ and spent a lot of time in New York: Bruce's early music just nails the way we lived and thought. I know someone (sometimes me) who just fit the mood of each song. Sad to say, but that NY is long gone (NJ too)

Without a doubt, the most creative, vibrant, life-giving album ever put out be Bruce Springsteen. His lyrics will transport you to the Jersey Shore, walking down the boardwalk with Sandy, looking for Madam Marie. From the first offering, "The E-Street Shuffle", to "New York City Serenade", Bruce bombards you with an ensemble sound that creates complex and intense music rarely found in today's recordings. 7 minutes with Rosy, and still I want so much more. Of all the unbelievable songs on this album, I recommend "Wild Billy's Circus Story" as the one to listen to in order to appreciate the greatness of Bruce Springsteen. Then try and find a live version of Rosy("Live 1975-85" will give you a good one), and you will understand all of us that yell "Bruuuuuce!" any time we can.

For the last three tracks, especially Incident on 57th Street and New York City Serenade, there are not enough superlatives to describe the lyrical mastery and vivid story telling. It's clearly some of the best American music ever recorded. The segue from Incident on 57th Street into Rosalita will give you goose bumps with its beauty.

Each song tells a story in which you can easily feel and envisage the surrounding scenery and emotional complexity involved. No one does this better than 1970s Springsteen. In this album the stories of myriad Americans living on the semi fringe of society are described better than what most films could accomplish.

During my college years I underwent some tough economic times in which selling my CDs played a part, but Wild, Innocent and E St. Shuffle was quickly set aside to avoid the selling block. Anyone who purports to love great music cannot neglect to hear this Rosetta stone of rock.

this recording makes me shiver its so good......what a gigantic accomplisment this is.........the strings on New York City....the tuba on circus story....its quite a joy to listen to many many people have asked me what they're listening to when they hear this for the first time....this is Springsteen??????? this is pretty good...even my daughter's punk ass boyfriend has a copy of this ....GIVE IT A LISTEN.....at least once......you gotta be impressed .......seen him a few times and the '75 tour when he did this stuff is etched..i'll never forget that night...remastering would be nice....

I have been an avid fan of Bruce Springsteen since 1976. Along the way, I have listened and appreciated the giants of rock and roll -- Elton John, the Allman Brothers, the Who, Peter Gabriel, the Rolling Stones, and U2, to name a few. I keep coming back to Bruce Springsteen. I think I know why. There's no other performer who writes for us, the people who work, laugh, play, grieve and struggle. He makes us take his songs seriously, yet never letting us forget that rock and roll is entertainment, and yes, indeed fun, for us all. This album above all never leaves me. In particular, New York City Serenade is so haunting, rich in story, and teasingly eclectic that I never seem to forget it. As with Bruce's other best songs, it is as powerful for what the lyrics don't say. We, the listeners are left to think, create and fill in the gaps in this epic about the vulnerability and emotional nakedness of life in New York City. Many fans know Springsteen only for his later works. This is where it all started, and listening to this album, this quintessential piece of Americana, is without question a rich and pleasurable experience.