When those opportunities come, you have to take them
It was all tied to lack of work, and I just watched the low self-esteem. The result, Springsteen recalled in his 2016 memoir Born to Run , was a man who spent most evenings either at a local bar or at the family home, drinking on his own, the silent, dormant volcano of the old mans nightly kitchen vigil, the stillness covering a red misting rage. All too often, that rage would be directed toward his shy, sensitive son, who, far from being an incipient hotshot rock star, preferred to spend time in his room writing and playing music, an inclination that led his father to dismiss him as an outcast weirdo misfit sissy boy. (A similar crucible produced the early songs of Brian Wilson, who was also afflicted with a bullying father.) Springsteens ultimate solution was to create a public/stage persona that was a sort of 1950s bad-boy artist along the lines of Jack Kerouac or James Dean, an idealized version of his father
It may be to protect your family from secondhand smoke
Boy, I wish hed told me that
