Roses in Holland

Alex, Paulus & Elleke

For your kindness and your generosity

Thank You!!

I'm so glad that you were a part of my dreams coming true!!

Je suis à Paris pour vous

When I landed in Amsterdam I had no idea what to expect... I've had a dream of traveling to Europe for so long... and now my dreams were about to come true... I instantly fell in love with Holland. Having a few hours to kill I went looking for "coffee" and fell deeper in love with Holland!! My waiter filled my head with stories of Holland as the time passed... we talked politics and more time passed... finally it was time to meet up with Alex at the ferry as we had planned... so many bikes... everywhere I looked. Trams, Trollies and Bicycles!! It had been months since I had seen my friend Alex... I was so happy to see him... and hungry after such a long trip... and it turns out that Alex is quite the dutch chef!! Of course the plane ride had wiped me out and I was fast asleep soon after dinner.

Though there's so very much to tell... the most awesomely noticeable and need I say, enchanting difference to me is the wonderful sound of happiness present in the voices heard as we walked through the neighborhood in The Hague on the way to the Market. There was such a beautiful atmosphere there.

But let's get to the Bruce show! The “Fan-run” pit line was amazing!! What an awesome job they did!! One word: JOY! I so wish American GA’s could have been like this. Yes it was a very long, but wonderful day... we arrived just before 9am... I got number 92... not too bad... but then came the reality of the situation... once let in it is a free for all... you have to run to the OTHER end of the (football)field to claim your spot... not a problem... but I soon found out the running to the other end (100 yard dash) would be the easy part. You are not going to believe this... but right inside the entrance was about 200 very steep steps that you had to run up before getting to the field... if you make it up the stairs then you run... Okay... so only about 200 people outrun me... but they were all very tall guys with long legs or I could have beat them. Thankfully, Alex's long legs saved me a nice spot about 8 rows back… but right in front of Soozie... whom let me add looks great!! But by the time the shifting was complete I was in 3rd or 4th row in front of Stevie... not far from the catwalk... much better. The crowd was amazing... I've never had so much fun exchanging elbows!! I totally loved the show!! It seemed to be more exhausting than the 11 that I attended in America... and I don't think it was the jetlag! Not surprisingly, Bruce ignored my sign, MY LOVE WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN once more... but it wasn't until the tall guy behind me took it out of my hands and lifted it above his head that I realized that Bruce probably couldn't even see it... We got an amazing show(reviewed here) which included Summertime Blues!! Stand On It & Seven Nights to Rock!! You can listen to the whole Amsterdam show here!!

On the way out I was able to get a set list for Alex... As impressive as the set list is... the list of fans and friends that I met in Amsterdam was just as delightful. A real honor it was to meet Badmuts aka Paulus and his lovely girlfriend, Ellie... having heard so much about Paulus I looked forward to our meeting... they had great plans for me to wrap up my trip... I'll share all that with you in a bit. I met other great Bruce fans: Tony, Mich, Linda, Paula and her mother, Rachel, Maaike, Sabine, Jeffery and Rachel...

Thursday... the day after the show... Alex took me to a very nice part of Den Haag... where there was an old fisherman's town... We did a lot of sightseeing... We even visited the Museum...

So on Sunday I meet up with Rachel and Maaike and we head to Antwerp for the next Bruce show. We did a small amount of site seeing... then we had dinner at the Hilton before heading to the venue to get our numbers... there was a very small group camping outside the venue so we joined them. What a wild time that was... Maaike had not planned on staying until she missed the last train back so we did what we could with what we had... we laid out one of the bags and covered up with the other... the three of us spooning for warmth... we stayed awake laughing late into the night... bonding.

Then after a long long long wait... sweating, in the sun... did I mention my sunburn? Finally they opened the gates and the mad dash began... I ran like crazy till I got to the field and felt it was useless so I gave up only to look and see that only about 10 peeps had made it to the pit yet and there was plenty of room left... re energized I ran toward Bruce's mic-stand! I was exhausted when I arrived to the third row behind a quite tall guy and realized that I had picked a shit spot... I put my head on his back so thrilled to be there... he was happy to see I made it and gladly traded spots with me puttng me second row right behind a lovely couple, Yvette and her husband, who brought me up to stand next to them... between Bruce and Nils!!! It was perfect!!

So Bruce comes out for signs... I did not have my sign with me nor had I brought cardboard. And Alex was not there to help get me any... but before the show I got the idea to put my request--- you know which one, My Love Will Not Let You Down... on the back of my ginagiambone.com business card... It was very tiny... So Bruce starts to gather signs and he says to the lady next to me who had 7Angels on her sign... ''I'll take that one'' he said... and I reached him my card and said, ''Please take this one, too?'' He took it and said something sweet like... 'This is the tiniest and most modest request I've gotten... such a humble request... ya never know... from small things big things someday come!!''

We got a wonderful show!! In Antwerp we got Trapped, Point Blank, So Young & In Love, Sandy and I'm A Rocker... But without a doubt: Thundercrack stole the thunder!!

MAYBE in Italy we'll get my request!!! Anyhow... I heard that the Italians started queing up before the Antwerp show even started. I better hurry and get there... I arrived the day before the show to check out the que and made the choice to stay there... with number 127. The Italian man in charge of the list was the only one who actually spoke english but that did not seem to stop us from communicating... Mr. C (the leader) took the time to translate every announcement just for me and explained just how to run when they opened the gates... The group he was with had been there since Saturday... but they welcomed me and let me hang out with their little group of friends. Franchesca offered me to sit with her on her blanket and we broke bread and sipped wine. Then when it came time to sleep they had me sleep close to them (purhaps for protection from the rest of the crazy Italians!!) There were about 200+ of us when we fell asleep... but we woke to about 500 and the que of 900 was filled before noon. When it was time for the 100yard dash... Mr C had it all worked out with security that they would let in the first 150 then hold back the others till we were safe in the pit... then let in another 150 and so on... that is how I outran so many to the second row... when I got fatiqued and overwelmed by the crowd the sweet guys in front of me let me to the rail... the only time I felt a little nervous with not being Italian was when the security guy who was handing people water refused to give me a bottle... said it was gone... but it wasn't. But then just seconds later, Gary appears and hands me a bottle of water... he looked like an angel to me...

I think that one of the coolest memories in both Antwerp and MILAN was when Bruce kept bringing us glasses full of ice water to pass around... I got several sips and quite a few ice cubes to suck on in Antwerp!! I am so glad that I went to Europe... I almost backed out quite a few times... especially the last few days... but I faced many of my fears head on these last two weeks!

So about the third song Bruce says, "okay, where are the requests?" and I held my sign up high!! This time I was just having fun making a sign... but switched my request to FOR YOU cause I didn't want to keep hounding him for My LOVE... and it was the first sign he took after he pointed right at it and said, "I want that one!!" and then came over to me and we had to stretch/reach way out to each other for him to take it!! We were smiling HUGE at each other trying to reach!! There was lots of "connecting" and "interacting" during the show!! It was great!! Although he didn't play FOR YOU... What an amazing show it was!!

Summertime Blues led the way... then Out on The Streets!! Prove It, Spirit In The Night, and None But The Brave. Need I go on? Though I hate Hungry Heart... absolutely hate that song... but it was a crowd pleaser in Italy... and fun. Easily forgotten when followed by CANDY'S ROOM!! Darkness On The Edge Of Town was heavy but lightened by Darlington County Then came my favorite pair: Because The Night into She's The One!! How can you go wrong with Detroit Medley starting the encore? (by adding Bobby Jean and Dancing in the Dark to it?) But for some reason I found myself bawling to Bobby Jean and then doing the "jumping thing" with the crazy Italians to DitD. But then after American Land, Bruce wanted to stay and play some more!! Twist & Shout came out!! Singing "Ah you twist so fine" right to me and then doing his little shimmy dance right in front of me!!

Also Jon-Claude... the frenchman I met, who vowed his protection and would not abandon me in Milan... since after the show there was NO transportation available... including cabs. So with thousands of people wandering the streets looking for transportation... he made sure I got back to my hotel safely... Thanks Jon-Claude for caring!!

I think Milan was the best!! But I so wanted to go on to Paris... I fought with myself... but opted to go back to Amsterdam where Alex and I would spend one last day together sightseeing before he ran off to Dublin for a show he felt that he just had to see... one of those "gotta see once before it's too late" shows... So I ignored the voices that were screeming inside my head telling me that I really should go to Paris... and I went back to Amsterdam... where we spent a great day site seeing and the end of the day... Alex and I said goodbye and he went off to Dublin... and I went off to... Goulda (like the cheese) to spend a few days with Paulus and Elleke... who were the most excellent hosts... Elleke is one of the kindest and most wonderful ladies I've met. I can't say enough about her... in one word I call her Elegance.

A huge highlight of my trip was to experience set list watching with Badmuts!!! But when I saw that Bruce sang my request FOR YOU in Paris... solo piano... I cried... and even though I wasn't there... it became a huge tour highlight for me.

Elleke was confident that Bruce had sang FOR YOU for me... and I so wanted to believe the same... it's hard to imagine that I would be given such a beautiful gift. I am honored.

And what an amazing time Paulus and Elleke showed me... sightseeing in the Delft one day and then taking me to Den Haag's Festival in the Park! We strolled through the market and when my eyes lit up at the sight of a most beautiful blouse Ellie insisted on getting it for me. She sent gift tins with waffles in them home to my children as well... I felt so loved and welcomed by Ellie and Paulus... Oh back to the festival... I got to see Jason Mraz... who I have been wanting to catch... he reminds me of a very young Bruce... and I saw a cool band from Scottland and one called Proclaimers... and later the day ended with Sheryl Crow. It was a wonderful day in the park... eating and laying in the sun with friends. Maaike and Rachel had met us there adding to the pleasure of it all. Rachel and I connected and I am sure we will be very good friends for a very long time. Then Paulus, Elleke, Elleke's brother and I went to a nice restaurant on the shore for ribs. Yummy!! Ellie's adorable brother had joined us for the day... what a sweet young dutchman he is... so much like his lovely sister. Paulus' son, Rick shared a bit of his talent with me just as I was leaving... a very talented one he is... and very sweet... I so wish I could have stayed for the entire show!!

So what is it that makes a Bruce experience so vital in these last days?? Once again I come to the conclusion that it is all about the connection. Not only does Bruce connect to his fans but he connects his fans one to the other... with a connection of love that miles can not distance nor come between... a connection that language differences can not hinder the communication... a connection that binds your heart to mine.

It was so hard to board that plane the next day to go back to America...

I did it... but I left my heart in Europe.

Download the full Amsterdam show in mp3 here

Download the full Milan show in mp3 here

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Lift Me Up

If I could pick one song to experience today... I think that I would want it to be this one... The soft subtle prayer like whispers to be lifted up by another's love is a humbling jesture that evokes the desire to be admired in such a selfless manner... It is a promise that assures the gift of love without it being earned... there is only one thing that is required: The willingness to let you feel my love upon you... and to let you rest in the power of knowing my love. "Let your love Lift Me Up"... "let" is a purposeful word to use here... It is not a forced action... I don't have to make it happen... but just relax and let it happen... which allows me to be myself with confidence... knowing that I don't have to make you love me... just let you love me... and let you feel that I am real...

"I don't need your answered prayers... Or the chains your lover wears... I don't need your rings of gold... Or the secrets that you hold... Lift me up... Lift me up and I'll fall with you... Lift me up... Let your love lift me up... I don't need your sacred vow... Or the promise tomorrow brings... Veiled behind the morning clouds... I'll take the fate the daylight brings... Lift me up, darling... Lift me up, and I'll fall with you lift me up... Let your love lift me up... When the morning bright... Lifts away this night... In the light above... We will find our love, we will find our love. Your skin, your hand upon my neck... This skin, your fingers on my skin... This kiss, this heartbeat this breath... This heart, this heart this wilderness... Lift me up darling... Lift me up and I'll fall with you lift me up... Let your love lift me up."

This could very possibly be the last "princess card" that I send you... So before I get on that great big plane that will take me across the pond... and land safely in Europe... I would like to thank you for letting me share myself with you all these months... thank you for helping to inspire my desire to be me again and for staying close beside me... Thank you for holding my hand when I was lost and alone... and for encouraging me to write again... Thank you for the sacrifices that you have made to help me to fullfil my dreams. Your friendship and loyalty has meant so much to me... You ROCK!!

All I'm Thinkin' Bout Is You & Europe!!

I've always heard that the first step is the hardest... (or was that, the first cut is the deepest?) well... as hard as it was... I took that first step... yes... I have my passport!!

The count down has begun!! I can't believe in less than 12 days I will be on a plane flying over the Atlantic Ocean!! Since I was a little girl I've dreamt of this trip and now it's so close to becoming a reality. I'm almost afraid to share my excitement as I don't want to jinx myself!! I will be landing in Amsterdam on Tuesday morning @ 7am and 6 days later I will experience Belgium followed by Italy!!

Did I mention that while I'm in Europe I'll be catching 3 Bruce Springsteen shows??!! Yes 3!!! I am very excited to see for myself the European Fans in action!! I've heard that they really ROCK! I'll let you know what I think.

Having not flown on a plane in 30 years I was ever so fortunate to have my friend Dana (who works for an airline) walk me through the security and boarding process. We even got the opportunity to do a live "run through" taking a plane to North Carolina last month to attend the shows... so I'm all set!! But I do need to pack!!

I can't wait to share the details of my dream come true vacation with YOU!!!

Bruce Springsteen's Lucky Day!!

"One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back!!"

So the Greensboro show ends and we are heading for the truck... I was with a few of my friends... Dana, Kathy, Brenda, Kathrine and Richard... and we stopped to chat with venue security outside at the crosswalk... As we chat more fans gather... so we are slowly leaving but then I pause to chat with 2 fans from Chicago... a woman and her darling husband... he was actually European and very passionate about Bruce so I almost had to give him my attention... which indeed made our timing perfect!! I look to see a few SUV's drive past us and I see Steve in one... A couple more drive by so I assumed that Bruce was in one of them and had left the building... but that wasn't so... because just a few seconds later, there he is.

For no apparent reason the driver stops the truck with Bruce's window right in front of me... There I stood holding my silly little sign MY LOVE WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN Bruce smiles and begins to roll down his window... as I took a step toward Bruce... like a whirlwind... everyone rushed around me and well I had no idea that would happen... I was shocked... and as the fans rush in on Bruce, I say to them,"you guys, don't scare him away"... laughing but disappointed that I hadn't realized the fan reaction! So I simply went to the back passenger window to peek in... all I saw was darkness... the tinted window didn't offer me much of a view... but Bruce's bodyguard opens it so I could see in... that was so sweet of him... I recognized Mr Bodyguard's face immediately having seen him in so many "Bruce" pictures... I said Hi and smiled as I whispered "Thank you". Bruce had his hands full so I decide to chat with his guard... It was a very nice moment... and felt sort of like I knew him not even considering that he had never seen my face before... I hadn't been this close since 1984... before he had joined in. Anyhow... I gave him my sign folded up and asked him if he would give it to Bruce... he said that he would... so I opened it to show him... and he said "aaww you should show him and he can sign it" but I told him that I didn't need an autograph... and that I just would like Bruce to see it. (and play it!)

Right about then I decide to see if I could get Bruce's attention... but everyone is yelling "Bruce" "Bruce" "Bruce" and so I say "Mr Springsteen" softly as there was no need to yell... he was right there... but I wasn't sure if he was able to hear me because of all the excitement at his window... so I slowly yet very naturally reach in and with two fingers very lightly tug on his sleeve near his bicep... suddenly realizing that my finger was resting on a rock hard muscle... and I am now frozen in a moment of bliss... I get no response from Bruce so I simply stand there quietly just watching his kindness toward his overly zealous fans... he was so beautiful... and I was happy just to be so close and watch... I had no idea that one of the girls at the front window was kissing his hands and confessing that he had saved her... which when I did hear of it, I understood his inability to give me his attention... I mean... how could he have turned away from her? Ultimately I saw more of his soul and the beauty of the gift that he has been graced with in that one moment of watching the kindness in his face toward this young lady... (with green hair) than had he given me that moment of his time... my respect for him... not as a musician... but as a person grew 10 fold. Then he gave a little time to some other fans at the front window before he began to roll the window up... I said goodbye to Bruce's guard (I wish I knew his name) and I stepped back... Then much to my surprise... Bruce turns around in his seat and offers me his hand. I reached out accepting his offer and put my hand in his... we smile... and... well for a moment I thought that he recognized me... but how could he... 20 years and a million faces later?

On the plane ride home I searched for the mental picture of that smile... remembering how my hand felt in his... (oh come on... don't tell me that you wouldn't be doing the same?) but I'll admit it... I was in awe... of his gentle spirit... but I was so worried that the memory of that moment would fade away...

I get home and open a thread on Btx... it was movielady's thread and she was telling her side of the story that I just shared with you... she too had been left in the dust behind certain fans... but since she couldn't see Bruce she just raised her camera above their heads and took a picture... wasn't I surprised to discover that she happened to take her picture of Bruce just as he turned around in his seat to offer me his hand!! I'm not in the picture but it's our handshake.

Thanks Katherine!!

(photo by: movielady aka Katherine)