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Bruce's speech inducting Jackson Browne
I first met Jackson Browne in the early seventies. It was at the
Bitter End. I was brought down there by David Blue, a folk singer,
after a set I did at Max's Kansas City. On David Blue's word, Jackson
was kind enough to let somebody he'd just met get up on stage and play
a song during his set. I watched Jackson play. That night he was
accompanied by his great sideman, David Lindley. As I listened that
night I knew that this guy was simply one of the best. Each song was
like a diamond and my first thought was 'damn, he's good.' My second
thought was 'I need less words.'
The emotions of all the music was right out there on the sleeve and
I've remained a major, major fan since then. I remember watching him
that night and he was kind of quintessentially California, right down
to, like, the lost surfer haircut; good lookin' guy, great
songwriter and we became pretty friendly. So over the next few years,
Jackson was gracious enough to let me open up at several of his gigs.
Now being a little competitive, the first thing I noticed was Jackson
didn't have much of a show. He just stood there in the baggy jeans
and the t-shirt, singing his serious songs. That was it. Being a
little competitive, I also noticed that Jackson drew and enormous
amount of good looking women. Great lookin' women who stood there
staring at the stage, entranced. His hair was perfect. And that was
something I aspired to myself. Both the hair and the women. So,
tonight this is an unlooked-at part of Jackson's work that I'd like to
focus on for a moment. The great songwriting? Alright. I could deal
with that. I don't need to stand here tonight and dwell on the
obvious. But the gals that came to the show! Ya see, what most
people don't realize, and for me this was a big part of Jackson's rock
'n' roll credentials, was that Jackson Browne was a bona fide rock 'n'
roll sex star. And my wife says he still is. He tried to hide it but
not too much, I guess. Now, being a little competitive, I also
noticed that while the E Street Band and I were sweatin' our asses off
for hours just to put some fannies in the seats, that obviously due to
what must have been some strong homo-erotic undercurrent in our music,
we were drawing rooms filled with men. Not that great lookin' men
either. Meanwhile, Jackson is drawing more women than an Indigo Girls
show.
It's true that Jackson wrote some of the most beautiful breakin' up
music, break your heart music of all: Sky Blue and Black, Linda
Paloma, In The Shape of a Heart. I think that what drew women to
Jackson, besides the obvious, was that they finally felt they were
listening to a guy who knew as much about love as they did. And what
drew men to Jackson, besidesthe obvious, I guess, was that when they
listened to him, they realized they knew more about love than they
thought they did.
In seventies, post-Vietnam America, there was no album that captured
the fall from Eden, the long, slow after-burn of the sixties; it's
heartbreak, it's disappointments, it's spent possibilities better than
Jackson's masterpiece, Late For the Sky. It's just a beautiful body
of work. It's essential in making sense of the times. Before the
Deluge still gives me goosebumps and it raises me to cause. Late For
the Sky, when those car doors slam at the end of the record, they
still bring tears. And there was no more searching, yearning, loving
music made for and about America at the time.
In this and so much of Jackson's writing, the slow meticulous crafting
of the songs, the thoughtfulness. Jackson was one of the first
songwriters I met who demonstrated the value of thinking hard about
what you were saying, your subject. The Pretender, These Days, For
Everyman, I'm Alive, Fountain of Sorrow, Running on Empty, For a
Dancer, Before the Deluge, now, I know the Eagles got in first, but,
let's face it, and I think Don Henley would agree with me, these are
the songs they wish they'd written. I wish I'd written them myself,
along with Like A Rolling Stone and Satisfaction.
But, uh, Jackson's influence and his voice has always been his own.
He's one of the true activist musicians I've ever known. World In
Motion, Looking East, Lives In the Balance, he followed his muse
wherever it took him. Risked his, and he paid whatever the cost.
He's long put his mouth, his money, and his body where his politics
are. Lives In The Balance sounds more urgent today than it ever did.
The Beach Boys and Brian Wilson, they gave us California as paradise
and Jackson Browne gave us Paradise Lost. Now I always imagine, what
if Brian Wilson, long after he'd taken a bite of that orange the
serpent offered to him, what if he married that nice girl in Caroline
Know, I always figured that she was pregnant anyway, and what if he
moved into the valley and had two sons? One of them would have looked
and sounded just like Jackson Browne. Cain, of course, would have
been Jackson's brother in arms, Warren Zevon. We love ya, Warren.
But, Jackson to me, Jackson was always the tempered voice of Abel.
Toiling in the vineyards, here to bear the earthly burdens,
confronting the impossibility of love, here to do his father's work.
Jackson's work was really California pop gospel. Listen to the chord
changes of Rock Me On the Water and Before the Deluge, it's gospel
through and through. Now I always thought that in our fall from Eden,
besides the strains of physicality and the bearing of earthly burdens,
our real earthly task was that an unbridgeable gap, or a black hole
was opened up in our ability to truly love one another. And so our
job here on earth, the way we regain our divinity, our sacredness, and
our general good-standing is by reconstructing love and creating love
out of the broken pieces that we've been given. That's all we have of
human promise. That's the way we prove ourselves in the eyes of God
and facilitate our own redemption. Now, to me Jackson Browne's work
was always the sound of that reconstruction. So as he writes in The
Pretender: we'll put our dark glasses on, and we'll make love until
our strength is gone, and when the morning light comes streamin' in,
we'll get up and do it again. Amen.
Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming my very handsome
friend, Jackson Browne into the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame."
I first met Jackson Browne in the early seventies. It was at the
Bitter End. I was brought down there by David Blue, a folk singer,
after a set I did at Max's Kansas City. On David Blue's word, Jackson
was kind enough to let somebody he'd just met get up on stage and play
a song during his set. I watched Jackson play. That night he was
accompanied by his great sideman, David Lindley. As I listened that
night I knew that this guy was simply one of the best. Each song was
like a diamond and my first thought was 'damn, he's good.' My second
thought was 'I need less words.'
The emotions of all the music was right out there on the sleeve and
I've remained a major, major fan since then. I remember watching him
that night and he was kind of quintessentially California, right down
to, like, the lost surfer haircut; good lookin' guy, great
songwriter and we became pretty friendly. So over the next few years,
Jackson was gracious enough to let me open up at several of his gigs.
Now being a little competitive, the first thing I noticed was Jackson
didn't have much of a show. He just stood there in the baggy jeans
and the t-shirt, singing his serious songs. That was it. Being a
little competitive, I also noticed that Jackson drew and enormous
amount of good looking women. Great lookin' women who stood there
staring at the stage, entranced. His hair was perfect. And that was
something I aspired to myself. Both the hair and the women. So,
tonight this is an unlooked-at part of Jackson's work that I'd like to
focus on for a moment. The great songwriting? Alright. I could deal
with that. I don't need to stand here tonight and dwell on the
obvious. But the gals that came to the show! Ya see, what most
people don't realize, and for me this was a big part of Jackson's rock
'n' roll credentials, was that Jackson Browne was a bona fide rock 'n'
roll sex star. And my wife says he still is. He tried to hide it but
not too much, I guess. Now, being a little competitive, I also
noticed that while the E Street Band and I were sweatin' our asses off
for hours just to put some fannies in the seats, that obviously due to
what must have been some strong homo-erotic undercurrent in our music,
we were drawing rooms filled with men. Not that great lookin' men
either. Meanwhile, Jackson is drawing more women than an Indigo Girls
show.
It's true that Jackson wrote some of the most beautiful breakin' up
music, break your heart music of all: Sky Blue and Black, Linda
Paloma, In The Shape of a Heart. I think that what drew women to
Jackson, besides the obvious, was that they finally felt they were
listening to a guy who knew as much about love as they did. And what
drew men to Jackson, besidesthe obvious, I guess, was that when they
listened to him, they realized they knew more about love than they
thought they did.
In seventies, post-Vietnam America, there was no album that captured
the fall from Eden, the long, slow after-burn of the sixties; it's
heartbreak, it's disappointments, it's spent possibilities better than
Jackson's masterpiece, Late For the Sky. It's just a beautiful body
of work. It's essential in making sense of the times. Before the
Deluge still gives me goosebumps and it raises me to cause. Late For
the Sky, when those car doors slam at the end of the record, they
still bring tears. And there was no more searching, yearning, loving
music made for and about America at the time.
In this and so much of Jackson's writing, the slow meticulous crafting
of the songs, the thoughtfulness. Jackson was one of the first
songwriters I met who demonstrated the value of thinking hard about
what you were saying, your subject. The Pretender, These Days, For
Everyman, I'm Alive, Fountain of Sorrow, Running on Empty, For a
Dancer, Before the Deluge, now, I know the Eagles got in first, but,
let's face it, and I think Don Henley would agree with me, these are
the songs they wish they'd written. I wish I'd written them myself,
along with Like A Rolling Stone and Satisfaction.
But, uh, Jackson's influence and his voice has always been his own.
He's one of the true activist musicians I've ever known. World In
Motion, Looking East, Lives In the Balance, he followed his muse
wherever it took him. Risked his, and he paid whatever the cost.
He's long put his mouth, his money, and his body where his politics
are. Lives In The Balance sounds more urgent today than it ever did.
The Beach Boys and Brian Wilson, they gave us California as paradise
and Jackson Browne gave us Paradise Lost. Now I always imagine, what
if Brian Wilson, long after he'd taken a bite of that orange the
serpent offered to him, what if he married that nice girl in Caroline
Know, I always figured that she was pregnant anyway, and what if he
moved into the valley and had two sons? One of them would have looked
and sounded just like Jackson Browne. Cain, of course, would have
been Jackson's brother in arms, Warren Zevon. We love ya, Warren.
But, Jackson to me, Jackson was always the tempered voice of Abel.
Toiling in the vineyards, here to bear the earthly burdens,
confronting the impossibility of love, here to do his father's work.
Jackson's work was really California pop gospel. Listen to the chord
changes of Rock Me On the Water and Before the Deluge, it's gospel
through and through. Now I always thought that in our fall from Eden,
besides the strains of physicality and the bearing of earthly burdens,
our real earthly task was that an unbridgeable gap, or a black hole
was opened up in our ability to truly love one another. And so our
job here on earth, the way we regain our divinity, our sacredness, and
our general good-standing is by reconstructing love and creating love
out of the broken pieces that we've been given. That's all we have of
human promise. That's the way we prove ourselves in the eyes of God
and facilitate our own redemption. Now, to me Jackson Browne's work
was always the sound of that reconstruction. So as he writes in The
Pretender: we'll put our dark glasses on, and we'll make love until
our strength is gone, and when the morning light comes streamin' in,
we'll get up and do it again. Amen.
Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming my very handsome
friend, Jackson Browne into the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame."
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phanan
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phanan said:
I thought it should be Bruce when it was first announced, and I think it's fantastic he's doing it. Awesome...
JOFO said:
responding to people who didn't get the original sarcasm with secondary sarcasm
HelloAngel
ONE love, blood, life
Awesome awesome awesome. 
perhaps bruce can come out in the lemon
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BRUCE!!!!!....cant wait for his tour
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david
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i was hoping for triumph the insult comic dog
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