Magic, the first E Street Band studio record since 2002’s sombre 9/11 concept album The Rising, sees the Boss and his team of merrymakers at their finest. While Magic, like The Rising, features more than a few introspective tracks that hardly push the E Streeters to their full potential, songs like “Livin’ in the Future” and “Girls in their Summer Clothes” sound like they could have been recorded 25 years ago. The crew sound exactly as they should — like a swinging bar band built on stubborn dreams and soaring sax solos. For his part, Springsteen keeps up his end of the bargain, writing strong songs filled with hope, Regular Joe strife and the odd bit of desperation.
Unfortunately, Magic’s greatest strengths also make for its most troublesome weaknesses. Taken out of the harsh glare of rock criticism, Magic is a satisfying listen. If it were Springsteen’s first album, it would be a real stunner. But it’s not his first album, and an album recorded in 2007 by a 58-year-old man shouldn’t be so easily compared to records recorded by the same guy when he was 25. Almost everything on here recalls something from E Street’s past — and while Springsteen’s warm voice and Clarence Clemons’s saxophone are as comforting as old friends, an artist as important as Springsteen should never relegate himself to nostalgia. Tellingly, the most arresting and heartfelt song on the album is arguably the hidden track “Terry’s Song” (written for Springsteen’s late friend Terry Magovern), which might have better fit on a folky solo album. Perhaps, in this second half of his career, Springsteen’s talents are better suited for a lone acoustic guitar, rather than in front of his old band of Jersey pals. Either way, it’s fun to hear him sit in with the E Street Band, even if the results may be more about the memories than anything else.