Story 1977-02-26 Indianapolis, IN
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26.02.77 Indianapolis, IN, intro to ´Thunder Road´
´´This is for the boys from Cleveland….here again….”

26.02.77 Indianapolis, IN, intro to ´Backstreets´
´´(?)….this is for my dancing partner over there (?)….
(….) Just me and you, baby….just me and you, girl….we were gonna steal away….we were gonna slip away….we were gonna steal away….we were gonna slip away….I remember we had this plan, we had it all figured out, you was gonna quit your job, I was gonna quit my job too….(?) and we used to hitchhike…..hitchhike way down in the back….we used to hitchhike way back…..outside of town…..way down by the railroad tracks…..oh, by the railroad tracks ….this cat, he had abandoned, he abandoned this car in the middle of this old field….was about 100 feet off the tracks….and we used to go riding in back…..oh, we used to go riding in back….used to go riding in back…..in the back of daddy´s Cadillac….oh, steal away….oh, steal away….I remember this night we were down there….we were sitting in the back of that old car in the middle of the field, we could look down, about a mile down the tracks there was this farmhouse that these kids set on fire….it was burning down across the field….they had these machines down there that night and they had these machines down there and there was this fire down there that night and we´d see, from the back we could see the water shooting, shooting right in the air, we could see the water shooting right in the air, that´s when you promised…..we were sitting out there and you promised you was never gonna go anyplace without me….you swore you were never gonna go….go anyplace without me…..and I remember (?) and we go out and we were sitting on the roof of the car and we could look down and see the house burning, we could see it rushing towards us…..we could see it rushing towards us…..oh, I remember we were (?) down and back, oh, take me back, oh, take me back (?)….then I remember I was waiting for you….you ran off and headed towards the tracks….and I remember I was waiting for you…..and the rain started falling down….and the rain came tumbling down….the fire was rushing towards us….the rain came tumbling down, I was wishing that….I sat there by myself wishing that God´s angels, that God would just send some angels to blow, to blow us all right into the sea….I was wishing that God would just send down some angels to blow us all right into the sea because I knew, because I knew, I was wishing that God would send some angels and blow us all away….just blow us all away, just blow us all away, just blow us all away, just blow us all away because I knew, because I knew, because I knew you promised and because I knew, because I knew, because I knew, because I knew, because I knew….YOU LIED !….YOU LIED!…YOU LIED !….”

26.02.77 Indianapolis, IN, intro to ´Rosalita´
´´We got a long line of illuminaries with us tonight, beginning (?) this side, the man with all the degrees and all the keys and the only member of the group with a full high school diploma, Professor Roy Bittan….profess yourself (Roy plays) and on the guitar….composer, producer….artiste, auteur…..poet of the soul, master of rock and roll, the man who brought you such great hits as ´I Don´t Wanna Go Home´….what was the other one ? oh ! ´Sweeter than Honey´….(?) the magnificent Miami Steve….on the bass guitar, coming to you to all the way from Long Branch, New Jersey, a man whose mother was a Tallent, his father was a Tallent, his grandmom was a Tallent, his great grandfather was a great, great Tallent, his uncle was an uncle Tallent, Mr.Garry W. Tallent….on the drums….representing all natives of North Jersey, you all know him, you all love him….the man with the big beat from his head down to his feet, Mighty Max….now you see him, now you don´t…..you all know him, you all love him, Phantom Dan Federici on the organ….(sings a bit of the song Danny plays)…. in the back, coming to you from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania….via Newark airport….viva Las Vegas !….the magnificent Miami Horns….last but not least….king of the goddamn world…. master of the motherfucking universe….lord of time and space….your next president…. Clarence Clemons, Big Man on the saxophone….”

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