eMusic Review
"Sparks fly on E Street where the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot." Indeed. The sonic palette here almost reminds one of action painting, with funk guitars (the spirit of Curtis Mayfield looms larger here than it ever has on any Springsteen record) splattering up against wild synth sounds. And Springsteen's tossing off great lines with wild abandon—-"my machine she's a dud, I'm stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey" is an immortal image. That line's from the simultaneously supercharged and playful "Rosalita," still a live Springsteen highlight. The other side of that song is "Fourth of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)" a lament for a dying town and prayer for a kind of rebirth.