As I see it, there are two Springsteens: the loud, angry, highly political rocker who fills stadiums, and the melancholic, melomanic who composes sad loser ballads in the solitude of a hotel room. Either way, Springsteen is probably the greatest storyteller in the singer-songwriter guild. My problem is this: the loud, angry, screaming Springsteen doesn’t interest me; I prefer the melancholic Springsteen of “Nebraska”, the poetic “The Ghost of Tom Joad”, or the romantic of “I’m on Fire”. "Darkness on the Edge of Town" is regarded by many fans and connoisseurs as one of the Boss’s finest albums, one that paved the way for the global success of "Born in the USA". But for me, there’s little here that appeals to me. Sure, for the first time Springsteen sounds like Springsteen (I always found the ‘Wall of Sound’ on the predecessor “Born to Run” a bit too much), but for my selective taste in Springsteen, this album isn’t quite right. Sorry, boss.