I thought the profile of Bruce Springsteen by David Remnick in the New Yorker was a little, how shall I say, smugly written? But I loved the quotes Remnick pulled out of Springsteen, and the people who surround him, especially this one by his wife, Patti Scialfa.
“‘When you are that serious and that creative, and non-trusting on an intimate level, and your art has given you so much, your ability to create becomes your medicine,’ she said. ‘It’s the only thing that’s given you that stability, that joy, that self-esteem. And so you are like, “This part of me no one is going to touch.” When you’re young, that works, because it gets you from A to B. When you get older, when you are trying to have a family and children, it doesn’t work. I think that some artists can be prone to protecting the well that they fetched their inspiration from so well that they are actually protecting malignant parts of themselves, too. You begin to see that something is broken. It’s not just a matter of being the mythological lone wolf; something is broken.’”
Man, I can relate to that. And I don’t think I’ve ever seen it put into words.
