A Jersey shore troubadour, through and through. With a mix of camera filters, diners, and girls of all shapes and sizes, the Boss manages a touching tribute to summers at the beach and the endless poetry his love for NJ inspires. Nobody does nostalgia like this anymore.
[videoembed size="full_width" alignment="center"][/videoembed]
Still sorta surprised at Bruce being shut out of the big categories at this year's Grammy noms. Smart money has him taking more than one of those rock categories, and Magic taking best rock album (return to form, nice E Street sound, media stories made of his influence on critically acclaimed youngsters, etc.). Magic's out now via Columbia.
