"Really I don’t know anything other than Jersey. I like the dirtiness of it. Now I’m getting to see the world, and it’s great, but it’s not better than Jersey"
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Source:Following news of E Street Band saxophonist Clarence Clemons’ stroke, Lady Gaga rallied her over 10 million Twitter followers to send him well wishes on video. With her songs “Hair” and “Edge of Glory” – both of which Clemons plays sax on – blasting in the background, Gaga’s Little Monsters from around the world sent their love and support.
For more, check out Rollingstone.com.
Source:Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band saxophonist Clarence Clemons suffered a stroke this weekend at his Florida home and is reportedly “seriously ill.” Clemons has suffered from a number of medical ailments over the past decade involving his back and knees but never missed a show with the E Street Band. In a February interview, he told Rolling Stone that the last tour was “pure hell” for him before undergoing spinal fusion surgery and having both knees replaced.
The last time the “Big Man” appeared with Springsteen and the E Street Band was in December 2010 at the Asbury Park’s Carousel House. Recently he recorded two songs with Lady Gaga for her new album Born This Way. Last month, he joined her to play “Edge of Glory” on the season finale of American Idol. Clemons was scheduled to perform the national anthem at game 2 of the finals but withdrew due to a hand injury.
Read the rest our coverage on RollingStone.com and check back for updates on Clemons’ condition in the coming days.
I’m a New Jersey success story.
Big Casino-Jimmy Eat World
not a jersey band, but a song about new jersey :)
Source: megal0mani4c
Titus Adronicus- A More Perfect Union
There’ll be no more counting the cars on the garden state parkway
Nor waiting for the Fung Wah bus to carry me to who-knows-where
And when I stand tonight, ‘neath the lights of the Fenway
Will I not yell like hell for the glory of the Newark Bears?
Because where I’m going to now, no one can ever hurt me
Where the well of human hatred is shallow and dry
No, I never wanted to change the world, but I’m looking for a new New Jersey
Because tramps like us, baby, we were born to die
I’m doing 70 on 17, 80 over 84
And I never let the Meritt Parkway magnetize me no more
Give me a brutal Somerville summer,
Give me a cruel New England winter
Give me the great Pine Barrens
So I can see them turned into splinters
And if I come in on a donkey, let me go out on a gurney
I want to realize too late I never should have left New Jersey
I sense the enemy, they’re rustling around in the trees
I thought I had gotten away but the followed me to 02143
Woe, oh woe is me, no one knows the trouble I see
When they hang Jeff Davis from a sourapple tree, I’ll sit beneath the leaves and weep
None of us shall be saved, every man will be a slave
For John Brown’s body lies a’mouldring in the grave and there’s rumbling down in the caves
So if it’s time for choosing sides, and to show this dirty city how we do the Jersey Slide
And if it deserves a better class of criminal,
Then I’m’a give it to them tonight
So we’ll rally around the flag, rally around the flag
Rally around the flag, boys, rally once again,
Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom
Rally around the flag, rally around the flag
Glory, glory, Hallelujah, His truth is marching on