whoever was lucky enough to catch this performance by a youngish Bruce Springsteen on the streets of Copenhagen (and how many people carried cine-cameras around in those days?) has probably long cherished the film they made, and gathered around the TV with friends and family and steaming mugs of glogg to watch it on countless hushed occasions (that's if they're actually Danish. Or if they're not but they just have a thing for glogg). But now we can all see it:
and whilst we're doing spellbinding...
(i like her nervousness, knock knees and all...but watch out for the dark and Sykes-like ogre who sweeps her away at the end)
