Last spring, Darkness on the Edge of Town was practically stuck in my car’s CD player. I blasted The Promised Land all the way up Binford Blvd with the windows rolled down, because everyone knows I’m sick of the radio and how they play Bruno Mars every 2 seconds.
When sitting at the traffic light at Meridian and 52nd street, I would roll down my window (just one, I don’t have automatic anything in my car) and subject everyone around me to Badlands. Subsequently, it would be stuck in my head for the next 2 weeks.
I don’t know what it is about this album. There’s just this over-arching theme of Stick it to the Man (“mister, I ain’t a boy–no, I’m a man / and I believe in the promised land”), while underneath there’s a real sense of hopelessness and discontent (like in Something in the Night). It’s the kind of album that can fit any mood. It inspires me.
But let’s face it, I love everything Springsteen.
Curtis reveals that his favorite album is The River, then he retracts the statement and decides on Tunnel of Love.
(My second choice is Born to Run).