We can all pretty much pinpoint the greatest American movie. Even the greatest American novel.
Just toss in some Coppola, Scorcese, Wells, Hemingway, Fitzgerald and Faulkner and stir (isn't it odd how "un-American" those last names look? It's like a log book from Ellis Island).
But I'm here to tell you the greatest American album is Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." There is no more of a critical and seminal record in American history. Sorry to Robert Johnson, Leadbelly, Nirvana, Styx, Foreigner, 13th Floor Elevators, Mudhoney, Frankie Avalon, The Everly Brothers, REM, My Morning Jacket and Tool, but The Boss has the crown.
It's just so fucking sincere, so fucking desperate. It's impossible to ignore. Yet, it doesn't lose the ability to shake a hip and sing along.
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