Friday
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band played at Milan’s San Siro Stadium on 3 July 2016. For the last few weeks… months… oh shiiiiit it’s been months, I’ve tried to find a way to explain what went down that night. I’ve tried every day, and honestly, I’m no closer to telling you what happened. All I…
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Wednesday
Sandwiched between two porn shops in Zurich you’ll find the world’s most expensive burger. But it’s a good one. We found The Bite in a part of Zurich that I quite liked. It felt less polished, less chocolate box than the rest of the city. There were strip clubs and adult film shops, then more strip…
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Sunday
I’d been told great things about Swedish Springsteen fans, but here’s the prob: apart from two or three friends I’ve made along the way (hello Magnus, hello Anna), I’d never actually met any. I’d heard the stories though – breaking the Ullevi stadium in 1985; bars spinning the tunes on loop in the run up…
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Tuesday
I ate four burgers on my Bruce Springsteen weekend in Gothenburg, Sweden. Oops. But I’m just going to tell you about one of them – partly because it was the best, and also because Nils Lofgren was there having a burger too! (More on that in a sec.) With Steve (@GreasyLake on Twitter) and Nils Anyway,…
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Sunday
A few years back I slagged off Five Guys because the burgers made me feel fat and shit. And while there’s a certain expectation that burgers will always make you feel a bit fat and a bit shit, there are different levels of feeling fat and shit. I felt very fat and very shit. The…
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Sunday
Excuse me a second while I load this blog post with capital letters and gushing, joyful words. I’m just so EXCITED about the BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN weekend I spent in Coventry and London Wembley with some mega-great people. Here you can see a few of them: But I’m getting ahead of myself. Bruce and the E…
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Sunday
It’s a muggy Saturday night in Barcelona. There are 64,000 Catalonians crammed into Camp Nou. On the stage is Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, belting their way through the first song of the night: Badlands. And next to me? My dad. Grinning. BEAMING. Jumping like a kid high on sweets. He wasn’t supposed…
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Tuesday
Why read my words about burgers when you can read James McAvoy’s words about burgers? I interviewed McAvoy about his role as Professor X in the latest X-Men film (link to the feature below). After some obligatory film chat I asked him about his favourite burger in London, natch. His response was… colourful: “I love…
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Sunday
I wrote the majority of this blog post on the Amtrak train from Albany back to New York. There are better places to write about Bruce Springsteen, but then there’s no easy place. You see the problem with Bruce is that he’s impossibly hard work. High maintenance. Yep, I love him – his music, his…
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Tuesday
Lake Louise, Canada, is one of those one-horse town kinda places. Except calling it a town is quite generous – the ‘town’ consists of a car park with a post office (closed), supermarket (tiny) and a pub (more on the pub later). That’s not a town, it’s not even a village. It’s just a car…
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