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
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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Sunday
Yo yo! So hopefully some of you had a little read of my blog post on Asbury Park and the Jersey Shore. I basically put together everything I did during my day there, including bars, shops and of course, places to eat. It also includes details of my visit to the Born to Run house,…
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Thursday
Oh Bruce Springsteen fans – a great bunch of people. No need to talk about things like the weather when you realise you’re in the company of another Bruce fan. So a few weeks back I was sitting in a room full of fans as part of Classic Album Sundays, a series of events celebrating…
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Wednesday
A few weeks back Jake Clemons played in the living room of a small town I can’t pronounce in The Netherlands. This all starts back in January 2014, when in the pit of one of Bruce Springsteen‘s Cape Town concerts I met a gorgeous Dutch girl called Ellen. Thanks to super advanced technology (the internet…
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Sunday
Fit pizza. Made by Springsteen fans. It’s time to talk about Pizza Pilgrims. As you may have seen, I’m verging on obsessed with Italy. Yes yes it’s a beautiful country, but the main reason I love it? The food. Carbs. I love carbs. Life is too short to not eat them. I can’t get to Italy…
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Sunday
Who looks at porn online? I do. I look at burger porn every single day. The internet is littered with it – from Instagram, to Twitter, to whole websites such as Pornburger. Every day I’m seduced by pictures and videos of soft bouncy buns, juicy patties and dressed up lettuce causing me endless excitement and satisfaction….
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Friday
*This post first appeared on The Guardian Online Every Saturday morning, I set out on my London Marathon training run. Every Saturday morning, I fall flat on my face. Sometimes I slip on a wet drain cover. Sometimes I slip in mud. Sometimes I slip on soggy leaves, and sometimes I slip in dog shit….
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Monday
As a (relatively) young Bruce Springsteen fan, one thing I am always asked is how did someone my age get into his music. Depending on who’s asking, the long answer is a gushing spiel about how every concert is different, the range of material, his live performance energy, his ability to relate to every turn…
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