
Check out, Sea Of Heartbreak, with Rosanne Cash and Bruce Springsteen.
I get the celebrity of it and all: The Boss.
But truth be told, I’d rather sing with Rosanne Cash if I had to choose. š
I had read about him in Melody Maker, like everyone else in the music business in London, but I had not yet heard his music. I was sitting at the bar at the Hard Rock, Dubonnet in hand, when āBorn to Runā came on the sound system. Sandy was talking to me, but I could not hear a word she was saying, so riveted was I to the music. The combination of urgency, poetry, testosterone-fueled guitars, and the relentless backbeat made me literally weak in the knees. It was as if William Blake had put on black leather and climbed a motorcycle. I was enraptured. I couldnāt begin to conceive that, thirty-three years later, I would do a duet with Bruce Springsteen on my album The List. That concept belonged to someone elseās life in 1976, not the shy, round girl sitting at the bar of the Hard Rock Cafe in London.
ā Rosanne Cash, Composed (Amazon)