That secret place where no one dares to go

This is not a popular opinion, but I really enjoy cover songs. 

Not all of them; in the wrong hands a cover song can be a crutch, or an awkward homage, or a flashy attempt at credibility by co-opting someone else's.

In the right situation though, a thoughtfully chosen cover song signals the turning point in a set like few other things can. It's a chance for a performer to say "this is what inspires me" without actually saying it.

This was the ninth song in the set that night, and before this I thought that the goosebumps might have been over for the evening.

When I watch this video, and when John belts out that last "try," I still get them every time.