Sunday Morning (Afternoon) Music: Bruce Springsteen - "Queen of the Supermarket"

As we prepare for another ridiculously hype-filled Superbowl game and halftime show, let's take a moment to familiarize ourselves with track 4 of Bruce Springsteen's latest ridiculously hype-filled album with the ridiculously hype-filled E-street band.

Is this the worst song of Springsteen's career? Well, it's a song about being in love with a supermarket checkout lady that leadenly juxtaposes the cold decadence of a modern supermarket with the warmth of the often downtrodden people who work there (or maybe I'm giving it too much credit), but I hardly see how it's any stupider than "57 Channels (and Nothing On)" or most of his other heavy-handed slice-of-life bore-fests. Yes, the music is at once forward-reaching and absurdly outdated, which strips away the inherent desperate gravity of the subject matter and makes for a song that's shockingly out of touch with any real supermarket or its employees, but it's Bruce Springsteen. It happens sometimes. Deal with it.