They Didn't Die Before They Got Old (Well, Two of Them, Anyway...)

Every time they've toured since 1979 I've taken the opportunity to go along and watch The Who (always on the assumption that, you know, this time genuinely could be the last time). Last Friday at the Arena was no different. Well, where else am I going to spend the night hanging out with 10,000 fortysomething Mods?!

The Set list:-
I Can't Explain, The Seeker, Relay, Fragments, Who Are You? (or "Who Are You?: Theme from C.S.I." as MTV seem determined to rename it these days), Behind Blue Eyes, Real Good Looking Boy, Sound Round, Pick Up The Peace, Endless Wire, We Got A Hit, They Made My Dream Come True, Mirror Door, Baba O'Riley, Eminence Front, A Man In A Purple Dress, The Real Me, You Better You Bet, My Generation, Cry If You Want, Won't Get Fooled Again, Pinball Wizard, Amazing Journey, Sparks, It's a Boy, See Me Feel Me, Tea And Theatre.

The main difference between last time - 2000 - and this time; these days, Kid Ringo seemingly *can* play the drum-break out of the synth solo in 'Won't Get Fooled Again' without sounding like a man putting up shelves.

Most of the usual clichés continue to hold, however. Particularly, whatever the Hell Daltrey's taking that makes him look closer to 34 than 64, he should market it and sell it, he'd be a billionaire let alone a millionaire.

In the spirit of the late John Entwhistle, I ended the night in bed with a bottle of brandy and a couple of hookers. That's Rock 'n' Roll.