The Boss Works His Magic for Houston Once Again
It's fitting that the rooflike shelter hanging above the seats at the Woodlands Pavilion is shaped in a tent spire. Because no one has ever merged the concepts of rock and roll show and religious tent revival like Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band.
Sure, the usual aspects of a Springsteen concert are well-known even to non-fans, taken for granted now and almost a parody: marathon running times, inhuman energy, hits, deep cuts and choice covers. And at the pulpit is the Reverend Bruce himself, shouting and shaking and sweating and testifying like a rural Pentecostal preacher on amphetamines, only holding aloft his guitar instead of some writhing reptile.
It's the Springsteen stereotype, true. But to actually witness (or give witness to) the event brings it to live, shocking reality: This guy is 64 years old and exudes more firecracker energy and explosive rock and roll fervor than most anyone else ever could or did, at any age. And last Tuesday, he did it for three hours straight, no intermission or bathroom break, wearing a T-shirt and olive military jacket that were both shades darker with perspiration by evening's end well past the Pavilion's 11 p.m. curfew.
Springsteen and his 17-piece 2014 backing band were only bereft on this leg of the tour of guitarist/onstage foil Steven Van Zandt, off in Norway filming episodes of his Netflix series Lilyhammer. Nonetheless, the band came raging out of the gate, fully locked and loaded, with "Seeds" — with its reference to a hard-luck workin' man living "on the streets of Houston town" — then "High Hopes," the title track to Springsteen's most recent album, and crowd-pleaser "Badlands."
It was clear early on that a couple of new faces would get plenty of musical and personal attention: cut-and-slash guitarist Tom Morello (ex-Audioslave/Rage Against the Machine) and saxophonist Jake Clemons. Jake's late Uncle Clarence was Springsteen's blood brother for decades before his 2011 death, of course, but the cheers for the younger Clemons were well-earned on his own and not just as tribute to the fallen Big Man. Along with a crack horn section and an energized longtime guitarist Nils Lofgren (in the Van Zandt-foil position), both added a newer vitality to the lineup since the band's previous Houston show in April 2009.
Every Bruce show, of course, is unique in terms of set lists. On recent tours, audience members have brought signs with requests, knowing that Bruce will pick them up and shuffle through them in a little game called "Stump the Band" that brings an edge of rock and roll risk-taking. And while Tuesday's show did not bring any left-field surprises (like, say, Lorde or the Ramones), a couple of audience members found their posterboard dreams coming true.
One held aloft a professionally made sign with a large blow-up photograph of Bruce and wife/guitarist/vocalist Patti Scialfa singing close at the mike. It asked, "Can we take a trip back to '88?" — a request for the first "full-band" performance of Tunnel of Love's "One Step Up" since nearly a quarter-century ago.
"We don't know this one!" Bruce said, but his nearly solo acoustic take showed a practiced flair. And when he called Scialfa, who was singing on the other side of the stage, to his mike, it added an unexpected romantic touch despite the song's hard-bitten lyrics. But the request-sign highlight came when Bruce pulled up a crudely drawn one that said, "I busted my brother out of class to sing 'No Surrender' with 'The Boss'!" And soon, a teenage boy and his older brother — both sporting Bruce shirts and insanely happy — were onstage unashamedly belting out the driving tune on one mike with Bruce.
It will likely be the highlight of their lives, and proved a sheer delight to the crowd, though the brothers did stretch out their moment a bit by hanging out to high-five much of the band after the song as well.
As the show wound to a close, out came Big Guns "Born to Run," "Rosalita," "Dancing in the Dark" and "Tenth Avenue Freeze Out" — the last featuring a video tribute to Clemons and the late organist Danny Federici (his visage almost shoved into the Clarence footage, though) — and even the old party favorite "Shout." Amazingly, Springsteen's energy seemed to grow this late in the game, feeding off the ecstatic crowd that got to paw his famous guitar as he lowered it into the masses, who grasped at it as if it were a religious relic with mystical powers.
A Springsteen show in Houston also brings with it two guarantees: a guest appearance by Joe Ely (check) and a name-checking of Liberty Hall (check), a favored venue from the band's early days. Before closing with a solo reading of "Thunder Road," Springsteen thanked Houston for supporting the band back then. He noted that this year marked the 40th anniversary of their first appearance in the city and told an amusing tale of the group, frightened off by an earlier airplane incident, choosing to take a train here from New York City.
"Two days...sweating in our seats in unbearably hot cars!" he laughed. Needless to say, they soon took to the skies again (or at least to a more air-conditioned vehicle) for between-show travel.
And then, after three straight hours, Service with Springsteen was over. As the sold-out crowd filed out of the Woodlands Pavilion, the faithful and converts alike often looked dumbfounded at what they had just seen.
"HOUUU-STON! HOUUU-STON!" Springsteen shouted. "Tomorrow, be sure to tell everyone that you've just seen...the heart-stopping, pants-dropping, house-rocking, earth-quaking, booty-shaking, Viagra-taking, lovemaking, Le-gen-dary E-Street-Band!"
And surely they did, even if it was with hoarse voices and ears still ringing with the words of that itinerant holy man. Who must have been wholly exhausted.
Supa Dupa Fly
The five best songs we miss from the '90s.
5. "Here Comes the Hotstepper," Ini Kamoze: Kamoze was the lyrical gangster in this awesome reggae jam with the catchy "na na na na na" chorus. He borrowed that line from the '60s soul hit "Land of a Thousand Dances" and sampled a ton of other songs, but managed to throw them all together to make "Hotstepper" one of the sweetest '90s jams around.
4. "Hey Mr DJ," Zhane: This was Zhane's debut single, and it has been labeled one of the greatest dance songs of the '90s for good reason. Try to keep your head from bobbling along while Zhane sings about movin' and groovin'. It's pretty impossible to keep still with that infectious beat, too.
3. "The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)," Missy Elliott: Already author of some massive songs for other artists — Aaliyah and SWV, for starters — Missy Elliott blew us all away with this little number. Then one day she came up with a unique lyrical style and some crazy rubber suits, and the results were supa dupa fly. This chick knew how to work it.
2. "Return of the Mack," Mark Morrison: Released in the mid-'90s, this song by English star Morrison could rival any current R&B hit. But we're still waiting for that return of the mack — come on now, Morrison.
1. "Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover," Sophie B. Hawkins: Poor Sophie B nearly missed the MTV train after the network found "Damn" way too erotic for television and banned it from the air, but the song still found its way into cassette players everywhere. Sophie B did her thing with no shame, pushin' envelopes and blushin' cheeks all the way to the top.
Ask Willie D
Is a reader's teenage sister's haste to get married unwise?
Dear Willie D:
My sister, who is a freshman in college, told me she is going to elope on her 18th birthday in two weeks. She is doing it because she knows my parents will never approve of her boyfriend, who cursed my mom out about four months ago and has been to jail for burglary. Her boyfriend really isn't a bad guy. Aside from his temper, he is great to be around. I don't know how to feel about all of this. I love my sister and I don't want to rat her out, but this is a big step.
We have always kept our secrets between us and had each other's backs, for better or worse. When I damaged my dad's car last year and had it painted, she never once said anything to anyone. Our parents aren't the best, but they aren't the worst, either. If my sister goes through with her plans, they will be crushed that they weren't informed, let alone asked to participate. Would I be wrong to break our sisterly bond and tell them what's up?
You would be wrong as two left shoes if you ratted out your sister. It's her life, and if she wants to elope, it's her prerogative. With that said, we live in a very selfish world where people do whatever they want without any consideration for others. When family members don't support a relationship, elopement usually occurs. But if family, specifically parents, has been supportive of us, even if they hate the guts of the person we intend to marry, we should at least consider a middle ground.
At the minimum, I think she should give your parents the option to attend the ceremony, whether it's a big party, a Fat Elvis Vegas wedding or is held at the courthouse. In the end, however, it doesn't matter if your parents are involved in the wedding or not; they will still be disappointed because they don't approve of the boyfriend, not to mention the fact that your sister will only be 18 when she elopes.
The thing that disturbs me most about all of this is that your soon-to-be brother-in-law cursed out your mother, and you said he's great to be around. What part of the game is that?
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