On meeting childhood heros

You know how they say you should never meet your childhood heros when you're all grown up because they will disappoint? They have a point. Except, that is, if you're hero is Bruce Springsteen. In which case that theory is utter bollocks. I fell in love with Bruce Springsteen in 1985, lying on my tummy on my aunt and uncle's bed, watching MTV on their telly in the bedroom (what a luxury, a telly in the bedroom!). We didn't have cable then, so watching MTV on a TV in a bedroom was the height o