Story 1977-03-05 Orlando, FL
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05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “Spirit in the Night”
“This one works…please do not throw your garbage on stage, I’d appreciate that (crowd cheers)…(?)…”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “It’s My Life”
“One, two (crowd cheers) alright! (chuckles)…we broke everything on the first few songs (chuckles)…one, two…(the instrumental intro) …I remember in the summertime me and this friend of mine, we used to get his, his old man’s car and take off down towards the beach at night…we lived about twenty miles inland, in this little town…we used to head down along the Shore and park on, park on the street outside the bars ‘cause they wouldn’t let us into bars, we wasn’t old enough at the time…we’d get the bouncers to leave the doors open and we’d sit there on the hood of the car, listening to the, listening to the bands that came down from New York (crowd cheers)(?)…I remember about four in the morning we’d head back home…my old man, every night, starting at nine o’clock, used to shut off every light in the house, he’d just sit in the kitchen, smoking a cigarette, drinking beer, wait for me and my sister to come home…he used to lock up the front door so we couldn’t come in the front, used to have to come around the side, and I’d get out of the car and I’d stand there in the driveway…I’d look through the screen door and I could see the light of his cigarette butt, know that he was just sitting there, waiting for me…and I’d slick my hair back real tight so he couldn’t tell how long it was and try to make it through the kitchen…and every night he’d wait till I hit the bottom step and he’d call me to come back and sit down at the table and we’d sit there in the dark and he’d start talking to me…and all the years we’d sit there (?)…I remember I could always hear his voice but I could never see his face…he’d start off asking me how I was doing, how everything was going…but pretty soon he would ask me what I thought I was doing with myself and where I was getting my money from…and how he was just sitting there watching my whole life turn into a waste…so pretty soon we’d…we’d be fighting with each other, the same thing every night, we’d end up screaming at each other, my mother’d end up running in from the front room to try and keep us, keep us apart, trying to pull him off me…I’d always end up running out the back door, out into the street, screaming at him, telling him, telling him someday he was gonna have to learn to live with it…because it was my life and I was gonna do what I wanted to do (crowd cheers)(?)…”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “Thunder Road”
“(?) our last stop here? (crowd cheers)(?) so this is for you guys…”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “Action in the Street”
“Are you alive out there? (crowd cheers) are you alive? (crowd cheers) are you alive? (crowd cheers) are you alive? (crowd cheers) …”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, middle of “Backstreets”
“Just me and you, baby…just me and you, girl…we were gonna steal away…we were gonna steal away…we were gonna slip away …slip away…slip away…I remember this guy abandoned this old car in the middle of this field about two or three miles outside of town …and on the weekends we used to head out there…I remember it was all stripped down on the outside but inside it was still, still ok,
it was about three hundred feet off the tracks…and I remember riding in back…way down by the railroad tracks…oh, in the backseat of that Cadillac…in the backseat…in the backseat of that Cadillac…baby’d take me riding in back…baby’d take me riding in back…oh…I remember there was this old farmhouse about a half a mile down the road and that night these kids – it was abandoned - these kids set fire to it and there was these machines down there and they had this fire down there, I remember we could see the flames from the backseat of the car…we could see the water shooting up in the air…and I remember you said…I remember you said…I remember you said, I remember you said, oh, I remember you promised…oh, I remember…oh, baby, you promised…oh, baby, you promised…oh, baby, you promised…oh, little girl, you promised …baby, you promised…oh, little darling, you promised…baby, you lied…and, baby, you lied…you li-li-li-li-lied…oh, pretty li-li-li-li-lies…
oh, your pretty li-li-li-li-lies…oh, your pretty li-li-li-li-lies…and I just wished that, I just wished that God would send some angels and blow this whole damn town into the sea…I was just wishing that God would send some angels and blow that whole town right into the sea…I was just wishing that God would send some angels and blow that goddamn town right into the sea…I was just wishing that God would send some angels to blow it all away…just to blow it all away…just to blow it all away…just to blow it all away…just blow it all away…just blow it all away…you li-li-li-lie, YOU LIE…YOU LIE… YOU LIE…”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “Rosalita”
“(?)…which way to the beach?…
(…) Beginning at the right of the stage…we have…the man with all the degrees and all the keys, the only member of the band with a full high school diploma: Professor Roy Bittan (crowd cheers) profess yourself, Roy (Roy plays) on the guitar, poet of the soul, master of rock’n’roll, auteur, composer, artiste, the man who brought you such great hits as “I don’t wanna go home,” “Sweeter than honey”…you all know him, you all love him, from Asbury Park, New Jersey, the magnificent Miami Steve (crowd cheers)(Roy plays a bit from the theme from “The Godfather”)(?)…on the bass guitar… a man whose mother was a Tallent, whose father was a Tallent… and he lost out – no…the fantastic Garry W. Tallent on the bass (crowd cheers) on the drums, from North Jersey, the Mighty Max (crowd cheers) on the organ, Phantom Dan Federici (crowd cheers) play it, Dan (Dan plays)…at the back…all the way from Philadelphia …via Newark Airport…the Miami Horns (crowd cheers) …last but not least…the king of the world…master of the universe…lord of time and space…your next President…on the saxophone, the Big Man, Clarence Clemons (crowd cheers)…”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “Sandy”
“(?)…this is for Orlando, Florida from Asbury Park, New Jersey (crowd cheers)…”

05.03.77 Orlando, FL, intro to “Quarter to Three”
“Are you prepared? (crowd cheers) then let’s carry on…here we go, band – a one, a two, a one, two, three, four…”

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