I’ve seen Bruce a couple of times at more intimate venues, so I’m a bit tentative to recommend this show. The Super Bowl is a fairly big venue for Bruce, and it might lose some of the hushed, personal feel that his shows at normal stadiums bring to the table. Usually it’s pretty fun to dance around above your plastic chair to the music some tiny speck is making, but the effect might be ruined if a Steelers fan is whipping you in the face with a towel while you’re trying to drunkenly sing along to “Thunder Road.” Still, Bruce always puts on a rousing show. I’ve heard that this one is sold out, but there’s a rumor going around that you can probably get tickets at the door. Maybe if we’re lucky, he’ll only play songs off of his new album, Working On A Mediocre Album. Also, maybe Animal Collective will show up and indecently expose themselves. All in all, a show not to be missed.
Seriously though, I love Bruce and will be firmly planted in front of the television for what should be a pretty sweet half-time show.
