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>The Who Mailing List Digest    Wednesday, 11 September 1996    
>Volume 03 : Number 554
>
>In this issue:
>
> The Who Mailing List Digest V3 #553 -Reply
> A glimpse of the future...
> New John Entwistle interview!
> Re: THE WHO MAILING LIST DIGEST V3 #553
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>From: Jay Winton <JWINTON@gwgate1.jhmi.jhu.edu>
>Date: Tue, 10 Sep 1996 21:19:36 -0400
>Subject: The Who Mailing List Digest V3 #553 -Reply
>
>I will be away from the office from Sept. 9-13. I will be back in my office
on Monday Sept. 16   If you need a response during this time please contact
>JoAnn Nugent at ext955-5841 or beeper 283-2500.  
>
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>
>From: salamander@MADNET.COM
>Date: Tue, 10 Sep 1996 22:09:48 -0500 
>Subject: A glimpse of the future...
>
>Today in Madison's Wisconsin State Journal there was a very cute local
>carton that refered to our boys, which greatly inspired me. :) The
>cartoon consisted of a conversation between two cute Wusconsin woodland
>animals, whom I will refer to as #1 and #2. The dialogue ran like this:
>
>#1. What's wrong, Carson?
>#2. Oh, I'm feeling ANCIENT.
>#1. And this is a problem?
>#2. It is if you listen to the Who. HOPE I DIE BEFORE I GET OLD!
>#1. And where are THEY now?
>#2. Gumming prune puree in a home somewhere. They never specified HOW
>old...
>
>Okay, so our boys are getting along in age. WE know they're still
>kicking, for now at least. But if I may take you forward in time, to a
>future not so very far off, you might see how things could change...
>
>*spacey sci-fi music, sparkly lights*
>
>The scene: day room, Acton County Deluxe Retirement Community
>The year: 2026
>
>*Camera fades in, and we see our heroes sitting around a card table.
>Check the year mates, they're in their 80's. Use your imagination.*
>
>JOHN: Are you going to deal or aren't you?
>PETE: What?
>J: I SAID, deal!
>P: What?!
>ROGER: I'll bet 'e turned 'is 'earing aid down again.
>J: Good lord, we'll be 'ere all day.
>R <whacking P with his cane>: TURN YER 'EARING AID UP!
>P <adjusting hearing aid>: Terribly sorry...my turn to deal, was it?
>J: It's about bloody time.
>P <dealing>: So...how 'ave your kids been?
>R: Don't rightly know. 'Ow long 'as it been since they visited me?
>J: I seem to remember seeing Willow at Christmas...
>R: Yeah, Christmas, yeah. You know, I never expected 'aving four
>children would be easy, but I never thought they'd stick me in an 'ome
>and forget about me!
>P: Hah! You think you've got it so hard! Emma STILL won't let me
>mention her in interviews!
>J: Oh come off it Pete, it's been thirty years!
>P: You think I don't know how long it's been! Thirty years I've had to
>remind myself not to whip out pictures of the grandkids whenever that
>nice young girl from Rolling Stone comes by.
>R <under his breath>: Lucky for 'er...
>P: Speaking of my grandkids, want to see the photo they sent me on
>Father's Day?
>J: Ah, maybe some other time, Pete. But right now, there's something
>Roger and I have been meaning to ask you.
>R: Yes, well, we talked about this after bingo last night, and well...
>J: We were wondering if...
>R: You might be interested in...
>J&R <in unison>: Getting back on the road?
>P: Excuse me, I think my hearing aid slipped again. I was certain you'd
>suggested that we begin touring again.
>R: It's not your 'earing aid, man. We mean it!
>J: We're sick of shuffleboard!
>R: We're sick of listening to Mrs. McGregor prattle on about her
>knitting!
>P: Come now lads, aren't we getting a bit old for the whole rock and
>roll bit? Look at us! John, your dentures are slipping! Roger, that wig
>isn't fooling anyone!
>J: We may be past our prime, but that doesn't mean we can't still rock!
>R: We aren't even in wheelchairs yet! We can't give up yet!
>P: But the press slaughtered us last time we went out on the road!
>R: Oh, don't be a ninny.
>J: What does the press matter? We were still packing 'em in!
>P: Surely I wasn't the only one who just felt silly! Especially when
>they started throwing those orthopedic shoes!
>R: Oh you're just jealous because the young birds barely even noticed
>you!
>P: Hey now!
>R: Not that you'd even know what to do wif one if you 'ad 'er!
>P: Look here Rog, just because a couple of 45 year old secretaries threw
>their brassieres at you doesn't mean I don't still 'ave it!
>J: Let's not start this again...
>R: Yeah, let's not. I'd hate to break my last cane over your 'ead.
>P: I'd like to see you do that after I belt you one with my walker!
>R: You can barely even belt your trousers, much less me!
><Enter Nurse Ledbetter>
>NURSE LEDBETTER: Gentlemen! We aren't fighting again, ARE we?
>J,P,R <in unison>: No, Nurse Ledbetter!
>NL: Good! I'd hate to have to force you to read ANOTHER ONE OF MY
>STORIES!
>P: No! Anything but that!
>J: God save us all!
>R: We'll be good, we promise!
>NL: That's what I like to here. Of course, there is still the matter of
>my story...well, maybe I'll just post it to the mailing list.
>
>And so she did!
>
>                                                -Yellow Ledbetter
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>
>------------------------------
>
>From: GACoelho@aol.com
>Date: Wed, 11 Sep 1996 11:10:42 -0400
>Subject: New John Entwistle interview!
>
>Ed Hanel and I have written a new interview with John which you can find at:
>
>http://www.bassfrontiers.com/
>
>There are also some exclusive photos from Hyde Park. We hope you enjoy it.
>
>Regards, George
>
>------------------------------
>
>From: "Steve Marshall@CONTINENTAL INSURANCE COMPANY (SMARSH1 @ CDCNOTES)"
<uscdcbk3@ibmmail.com>
>Date: Wed, 11 Sep 1996 12:05:04 EDT
>Subject: Re: THE WHO MAILING LIST DIGEST V3 #553
>
>Peter A Steeves, Cartographer, Marlborough, MA "<psteeves@usgs.gov> wrote:
>
>>I went to see Quad at MSG and immediately concluded that it was the
>>best show I had ever seen (a rough count of Rock Shows I have been
>>to puts me in the 150 range).  After experiencing this, I was looking
>>forward to comments the band had and serious analysis of the shows
>>from Rock Mags and the like.  I have seen nothing yet.  The biggest
>>dissapointment was Rolling Stone, of which I have been a subscriber
>>to for 10 years now.  What's the deal here?   Does anyone know of
>>any well done reviews of these shows?  As for Rolling Stone, they
>>may be losing a long time subscriber for this snub
>
>I did a review of the 7/20 show in this month's issue of Cosmik Debris. You
>can check it out online at
>
>http://www.greatgig.com/cosmikdebris
>
>Steve
>
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>   I have 8 seats for sale for the oct.16 show at GM Place in Vancouver
Canada.   email to harper@direct.ca or phone 479-8730. We live in Victoria.
PS These are great seats in section 115 ( on the side )

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