BUY ALBUM | WEBSITE | Posted by David Debiak

I can remember one night driving home from the city on the NJ Turnpike, rain was coming down sideways and it was hot as hell out. I fumbled around looking for something to play, I just put in the first thing I could grab and it wound up being Greetings From Asbury Park. I immediately put on this song, lit a cigarette and cracked a window to let some of that steamy air in. Sometimes you can hear a song 50 times and then one day for whatever reason it hits you hard. For me it was on a hot Summer’s night and I was lost in the flood on the NJ turnpike… makes sense that it would happen that way I guess.

The kids call him Jimmy The Saint.