I suppose there are more cheerful songs I could have picked for a Father’s Day post, but I can’t imagine that I could find a prettier one.
I know it’s sacrilegious for me to say that I’m not the hugest Springsteen fan – especially so close to Clarence Clemons’ death – but it’s also true that as the years go by, I am appreciating Bruce’s music far more than I ever have before. So in case you were already going to attack me, register that fact and get off my sac.
Nowhere is my appreciation so strong as on the “Nebraska” album. So while you won’t get any Clemons tributes with this post, you will get the most introspective song you’re likely to listen to on this lovely but Hallmark-y holiday: “My Father’s House.”
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