We Learned More From a Three-Minute Record Than We Ever Learned in School

After a long weekend of Brothatime!! making fun of Bruce ("hey, is this one about a train coming down the tracks? Does Bruce have any songs about driving down the highway? Really?") I come home to David Brooks writing about him (Bruce, not Brothatime!!):

I’m not claiming my second education has been exemplary or advanced. I’m describing it because I have only become aware of it retrospectively, and society pays too much attention to the first education and not enough to the second.

In fact, we all gather our own emotional faculty — artists, friends, family and teams. Each refines and develops the inner instrument with a million strings.

Last week, my kids attended their first Springsteen concert in Baltimore. At one point, I looked over at my 15-year-old daughter. She had her hands clapped to her cheeks and a look of slack-jawed, joyous astonishment on her face. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing — 10,000 people in a state of utter abandon, with Springsteen surrendering himself to them in the center of the arena.