BOB SEGER VS. THE PLATINUM PARANOIA

The night was clear and the moon was yellow and the leaves came tumbling down.—"Stagolee" It's practically impossible to write about Bob Seger and not begin with his unflinching vision of the American night—a time when the ground is cool, the maiden moon is full and weary rock 'n rollers "want to dream like a young man with the wisdom of an old man."