My g-g-generation is b-b-bald
I went to see the Who last night in Washington, DC. They were amazing. I had seen them 25 years ago and although the show was different, the driving sound and experience was the same (except for the almost nonexistent odor of pot, of course.) The untimely death of John Entwhistle in 2002 has left a hole in the sound, but still...Daltrey looked like a young Michael Caine, jumping, singing and hitting high notes. Pete Townsend looks his age, but as he snarled to the audience, he wouldn't have it any other f-ing way.
Townsend is 62. Daltrey is 63. Together they are 125 years old.
I found the lyrics to My Generation especially ironic:
People try to put us d-down Just because we g-g-get around Things they do look awful c-c-cold Yeah, I hope I die before I get old
The audience was full of aging stoners who had brought their kids to see what is undoubtedly one of the best rock groups ever. I wonder if some day people will bring their kids to see an aging, bearded Britney Spears and a fat, bald Justin Timberlake. Uggh.
Posted on March 09, 2007
