We’ve been on hiatus, ladies and gentlemen, and for that, we apologize. Now, back to the festivities.

Hello all, and welcome back to Tuning Thursdays, where you can kick back, imbibe your preferred libations, and plan to plan what you’ll do for the rest of the day. The last time we did this–let me just go do a search here, mmhmm–we listened to Audio Adrenaline’s “Chevette,” an ode to the crummy subcompact that chanted “No A/C, no F/M, no regrets in my Chevette.” A decent rhyme with a disingenuous assertion, if you ask us.

Moving right along, we have this week’s selection, a classic rock song from none other than Mr. Springsteen called “Racing in the Street.” Taken from his fourth album, Darkness on the Edge of Town, the slow-tempo ballad’s title really says it all about what makes the protagonist happy.

Rolling across New England in his ’69 Chevrolet, the man and his friend prowl around looking to prove what their car, equipped with “a 396, fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor,” can do. Artistic license can account for many a mistake in songs, and clearly this constitutes such a case.

I can’t attest to the level of knowledge that the Boss possesses when it comes to Chevys and, in particular, their engine configurations. But he evidently got it flat wrong here, as the internet intelligentsia has determined that the 396 big-block never used fuel injectors, and thus never had compatibility with “fuelie” heads.

Nonetheless, hardly a man here can contest with the thrill one gets from drag racing, especially if it’s in a beefy old muscle car like the Chevelle or Nova. Four on the floor, feet at the ready, and just a little green light between you and glory.

Thanks for tuning in this week. We’ll see you soon.