E Street Band’s Clarence Clemons Dies

As a music fan, I understand that if we live long enough, it is inevitable that we lose some of our heroes.  Clarence Clemons wasn’t so much a hero to me, as an icon in rock and roll music – a symbol of power, spirituality, and an undefinable and immeasurably important piece of the Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band  equation.  A link to the rock sax sounds of the 50’s and 60’s; a bodyguard to the band, even in failing health. 

Springsteen introduced him last at shows for a reason: because he was the Big Man.  We understood, and waited for Clarence to raise his sax into air and let loose a shout. Bruce would plant a kiss on the Big Man’s lips at the end of “Thunder Road”, sliding across the stage on his knees as Clarence finished the song with a sax solo.  It was a beautiful representation of the power of loyalty and love. 

Clemons died Saturday night after suffering a stroke on June 12.  He was 69.  And the rock and roll feels different tonight.   How exactly?  To be honest, I am not sure.  Other musicians, from U2 to Bon Jovi  to Eddie Vedder, seem to sense it too – all three heard about his passing while playing their own concerts, and immediately paid tribute from the stage Saturday night. 

It’s feels like we have lost a man who seemed to make those around him better, sometimes by playing, and sometimes just by being close. Larger than life?  That seems to fit pretty damn well. 

And maybe he was.  Maybe now he is playing his King Curtis-inspired riffs someplace else. 

God, I hope so. 

Jungleland – September 19, 1978

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Santacular Christmas Countdown – #1 – Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen – “Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town”

Though the version of this song you hear each Christmas was recorded in 1975 (at C.W. Post College), Bruce and the E Street Band have not strayed from that arrangement in a live setting in nearly 35 years – and for good reason.  To paraphrase David Allen Coe, it’s the perfect rock and roll Christmas song. Roy Bittan’s piano notes that both open and close (with Jingle Bells”) the song are magical; Clarence as Santa with his “Ho ho ho’s” and “…you better be good for goodness sake” response are fun; and it has one of the great breakdowns and build ups – as really only Springsteen can execute – in recorded rock and roll: a repeated “Santa Claus is comin’ to town” refrain morphing into a band explosion and the Boss’ “whoa – oh -oh” shouted over the music to take the song to it’s conclusion.

As I write these words, it all sounds too clinical, as if a music critic needed to dissect the meaning and importance of the song, like a premature musical autopsy.  It’s silly, really, to attempt much more than what we’ve done here.  It is a great version because the music and words and crowd make it that way.  One of the few live tunes to be a Christmas classic –  maybe that is part of the magic.  Springsteen has no contender for his crown of greatest live performer, and in 1975, this was one of the first chances for a national audience (and into the late 70’s , via live radio broadcasts) to hear what made the band great. The power and looseness of the live recording came through the grooves then, as it does now via YouTube. 

It’s an arrangement of the song ripped from the version on Phil Spector’s LP, and the song certainly has an old soul. Yet what Bruce Springsteen did that night  in 1975 at a small college on Long Island, and what we still hear today, was alive, joyous and full of east coast energy. It made the song timeless and created a moment in music, even among  the great moments and music in his still-vibrant career, that will be his legacy more than anything else he’s done.  In 100 years, Santa Claus will still be around and this song will still be played, through whatever way people to listen to music in 2109. It is a great song, and it sits atop the rest of the songs for no better reason than it makes me feel alive every time I hear it. 

Here’s a bit of a rarity: a 1978 B&W version, recorded in New Jersey, and a taste of Bruce playing a smaller venue