22.08.78 New York City, NY, intro to ‘Good Rockin’ Tonight’
‘‘New York City !....Hey!....I know the newspapers are on strike, have you heard the news ?....have you heard the news ?....”

22.08.78 New York City, NY intro to ‘Racing in the Street”:
‘‘How many folks here from outside of the city ? (cheers)....wait a minute, who’s here from New York ? (cheers)....that was close, I thought it was the same people following me around....it’s funny ‘cause the folks outside of the city, see, they think there’s two things New Yorkers can’t do, they think they can’t swim and they can’t drive, you know....anyway....gotta be able to drive, gotta get out of the subway somehow....this is, uh....here’s Racing in the Street, this is for everybody....”

22.08.78 New York City, NY, intro to ‘Prove It All Night’
‘‘I remember last summer....we were making, uh....we were recording....down on 44th street and uh...I got in this taxi cab and this guy was about 43 years old and he was driving....and you know, some of the New York taxi cab drivers, they got a running monologue that they...they keep going whether somebody’s in there or not, I guess.... and I get in with this cat, he was....he was complaining about how it seems you gotta prove it all night to your boss....then you gotta....go home and prove it to your wife and kids....and uh....it seemed like it never stops....I guess it never does, you know (chuckles), there´s a big philosophy there (chuckles)....guess you just gotta prove it all night long all the time ....”

22.08.78 New York City, NY, intro to ‘Sandy’:
´´I wrote this song, I was living....in Bradley Beach which is about....(?) one town away from Asbury...on this piano my grandfather gave me....so here’s for, uh, what you got, what you doing up here, huh ?...hey, I can’t do this on stage....this is for you, alright...for you and everybody from Asbury Park (?)....”

22.08.78 New York City, NY, intro to ‘‘Growin’Up”
‘‘There I was....I remember it now....all of a sudden....I was some place....and there was 60,000 people and they was screaming all for me....but I realised....that I had my hands full of popcorn and somebody pushed me over the infield fence at Yankee Stadium....and they was screaming for me to get the hell outta there....the cops came and threw me out ...but I didn’t care....as I walked home that night....all the way to New Jersey....I was some place....some place on the New Jersey Turnpike....that I peeked out of the trunk of this guy´s car that I was riding in.....and I saw this big bright star....and for just one moment....
(.....) Got this weird sensation when I....walked into my house last night, late at night.... my father and my mother, they were sitting at the kitchen table....and they were looking real serious....and then they said ‘Son, sit down, we wanna talk to you’...so I sat down, they said ´It´s time that you stop fooling around with yourself and got down to something serious’....now, how´d they found what I was doing in my room every night, I’ll never know....but I knew I was already serious....they said ‘We made an appointment for you to go see the priest and talk about your vocation, about what you’re gonna be’....well, my mother, she’s Italian, my father, he’s Irish (?)....so I went to see the priest, but before I went, my father says ‘Now, you tell him you wanna be a lawyer or you tell him you wanna be a doctor or an author but don’t you tell him nothing about that goddamn guitar’ ....so I said ‘Ok, ok, ok’....so I go over to see the priest, I ring the bell, he comes out, we walk around the church a few times , doing imitations, the guy, the guy had illusions of the ‘Bells of St.Mary’s’ or something....he’s talking to me, he says ‘Listen....I decided.... that this decision is too big for me....what you gotta do, kid, is you gotta go see God’.... alright....’Now, when you go see God, you tell Him you wanna be a lawyer, you tell Him you wanna be an author....but don´t you tell Him nothing about that goddamn guitar’....so I figure how am I gonna find God, I don´t know where He lives, I don’t know what His address is, I’m not too familiar with Him....so I figure I go over Clarence’s house because Clarence, he knows everybody....so I go over there....I knock on the door and say ‘Clarence, this is important, I gotta go see God right away’....so he don´t say nothing, he looks outside, looks at the curb, I was in my mother’s Rambler, it had scratches on the side, the paint was all messed up, he said ‘Listen, I know (?), are you gonna go see God in that car ?’...I said ‘Yeah’, he says ‘There’s gonna be guys up there in Lincoln Continentals, there’s gonna be guys up there in Monte Carlos and you’re gonna go up there and see Him in this piece of junk ? You ain´t even gonna get noticed !’....so we took it down to Earl Shy....39.95....we left the windows down, he did the interior for free....I put my little sister in the frontseat, he did that for free too (chuckles)....so anyway, midnight we go back, we get the car all banded up, right....and he takes me way outside of town....and we come into this dark hill, next to the cemetary, he says ‘You see that up there ?’, I say ‘I don´t see anything up there’, (?) ‘right up on top of that hill...that’s where He hits every Friday night’....so I said ‘Ok’, so up the hill I go and there´s all these spooky noises coming out of the woods (cheers and ‘broocing’)....I finally get to the top... the place is packed with people....there´s people all over....I gotta look to find myself a spot and then they got a little meter, you gotta put 25 cents in....so I put my quarter in and I kneeled down and I looked up, I said ‘Uh, let me see (?)’....I said ‘God, listen....now, my father, he wants me to be a lawyer ‘cause he says lawyers own the world but I don´t think they do yet.....and my mother, she wants me to be an author....’cause she wants me to play no guitar (chuckles)....and well, me, I got this guitar and.....what do you think?’... so it was real quiet....for a little while and all of a sudden I heard this thunder (Max pounds the drums)....and I saw this lightning....and then just three words came out of these big dark clouds....and they were....’Let It Rock!’....”

22.08.78 New York City, NY, middle of ‘Backstreets’
‘‘Hey little girl....hey little girl....baby, I remember you....standing on the corner of Richmond Avenue and I know you remember me too....I know you remember me too.... ‘cause back the....I swore I’d drive all night, anytime anyplace....I’d drive all night, anytime anyplace.....I’d drive all night, anytime anywhere....just to buy you some shoes and to taste, to taste your tender charms....to have you hold me in your arms....and I remember we used to hitchhike out of town....out in the middle of this old field, there was this abandoned Cadillac....it was all stripped down except for the seats in the back..... we’re still riding, riding, riding, riding, riding round, little girl, and down and down and down and down and down..... we’re still riding, riding, riding, riding, riding round, little girl, and down and down and down and down and down we go....and now you’re back.... and you’re still looking fine....tell me are them pretty eyes still crying ?.... are them pretty eyes still crying ?.... are them pretty eyes....still crying ?....when you thought you was gonna be Natalie Wood....I thought I was gonna be James Dean...except...except I wasn’t James Dean....and are your pretty eyes still crying ?.... are your pretty eyes still crying ? ....and baby, are them pretty eyes still crying ?....and baby, are they still lying ?...tell me now are they still lying ?...tell me are they still lying ?...tell me now are they still lying ?.... tell me are they still lying ?....’cause baby, I’ve been out and now I’m back too, baby, I’m back too and I found out some things about me, about you.....but I can’t cry for you any more...I can’t cry for you any more....but I know.....I know we’ve got to stop....little girl, we’ve got to stop....oh, we’ve got to stop...little girl, we’ve got to stop....baby, we’ve got to stop, stop, stop, stop, STOP !....”

Compiled by : Johanna Pirttijärvi