I popped in the new Springsteen album on the way to work today and concluded that I am completely unqualified to say anything objective about his music. I grew up in New Jersey in the 1980s. We would sing Springsteen songs on the bus to and from school. No matter how out of control the production is on the new album–when I hear Max laying into the drum kit–I’m into it. Long live The Boss. May the miraculous medal he wears around his neck have an impact.