I'm guessing this won't be a popular statement, but I don't like Bruce Springsteen's music. I've seen him live and listened to a fair amount of it thanks to an ex-boyfriend, but it has just never done a thing for me. The musicianship is fine, the lyrics are OK -- but for me, whatever it is in music that moves me, that makes me hit rewind 10 times in a row when a song is so good that I almost can't hear it enough, Springsteen just doesn't do that for me.
I was at the grocery store last night, of all places, and a midi version of this song came on the Muzak. And I realized -- I love this song. I love the imagery of its lyrics, how Bob Seger's gravelly, strained voice is just perfect to convey the regret and reminiscence of a middle-aged man remembering the salad days of his youth. I don't love all Bob Seger songs, and that I love this one is probably proof of my age and the era in which I grew up, but I could listen to this 10 times in a row and love it more each time. For me, this song does what Springsteen songs do for so many other people -- evoke a time and a place; harken to a simpler, younger age; help me remember.
For your listening pleasure, Bob Seger's "Like a Rock."