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Mon Aug 2 01:28:58 CDT 2004
Repost from Whochat Forum:
>This was a SENSATION.
Am I ever happy.
And can I say up front - I had no problems with the set list. As some one
else has pointed out, apart from five songs, the rest of them had never been
played in Australia before and it was only my second time hearing any them
For the first show, I was in row 35, and had a brilliant time. For this show
I was in row 7, in the middle. I went into the show having seen one great
show and expecting nothing. I received everything. Very Baba.
My field of vision went from Matt Kent, squatting with his camera near Pino,
to Bobbie Pridden (I presume) on the foldback mixer. And did Bobbie rock out
I took my seat and put my backpack under the seat, then saw some people I
knew further along the row across the aisle, so we piled into the aisle for
a chat. Eventually I realized there was a bit of a commotion going on behind
me and I looked around to find a squad of security guards had moved back the
seats and were staring at my unattended backpack, thinking their worst
nightmare had found them. There were apologies all round from the boot. I
checked the bag into the cloakroom at intermission.
You Am I played better than the previous night with a bit more material I
was familiar with. There was even more jumping and wind milling from them
with Tim Rogers saying he doesnt apologise for it, he learnt from the best
and he thanked Pete for showing him he could do something with his body
other than waste it. So they were revved up and having a ball. More happy
Lights go down, crowd noise goes up, band wanders on, crowd stands up with
an ovation again for just walking on. This really is a top spot that Im in.
Cant Explain kicks in tight as, and the sound is immense and crystal clear
and clean. Far ******** out. Is it cause Im up the front (Ive never been
this close at an arena gig before) and not getting the arena reverb wash,
that makes it sound so good or is it the second gig improvements or maybe
What ever, this is what Id read so much about over the years, these guys
creating so much power and intensity. Im either yelling, singing or got the
hugest grin on my face and Im having a ball. Everyone is putting in with
more intensity than last night, just like Matt says they do. Zaks drumming
is awesome, Petes belting the heck out of the Strats and Rogers singing is
very powerful and on song with his mic lasso work getting a great work out.
These guys are having a lot of fun and their happiness is transferring to
By coincidence, Id just finished a to and from work on the train book, and
started reading Meher Baba Calling, a small collection of discourses. Im
not a follower but a close friend of my wife is a devotee and gave us the
book I cant come at the Baba is God trip but the other ideas are running
along the same path as what the Buddha said and he and Baba say that
happiness is found by making other people happy and its a big cycle, make
someone happy and eventually someone will make you happy and so the note
Big chat before RGLB when Pete once again indicates that a new record is a
happening thing. Pete apologises for taking so long to come back to
Australia. Up close, both RGLB and ORW are good songs that are starting to
feel like old favourites.
One great song follows another. Im One is solo acoustic Pete.
My big moment came in The Punk And The Godfather. I was wearing a fairly
loud yellow shirt while most people around me were in black or grey. I
figured Id be easier to spot in any photos that show my section of the
crowd but I then realized it makes me more visible from the stage as well.
In the quiet bit after a bit of the che che chee bwe wo dee stuff before the
song takes off again, I had the biggest smile happening and shifted my gaze
to Pete just as he, straight faced, started to do a bit of a scan of the
audience and he looked my way and in that passing second our eyes met and a
big smile came on his face and he moved on. So cool. He made me smile and I
made him smile. The note goes on. What a blast.
Roger missed the cue at the start of Love Reign Oer Me and pulls the band
up with start again, the mics not working. Funny, I can hear him. He
drops the mic with a loud amplified thud and looks like hes going to throw
a tanty. Pete puts hands on hips and looks at him. Is there tension rising
here? Pete moves to the mic and says to Rabbit And you played that about
the best Ive ever heard you play it. Its the mic,says Roger. You
missed it, says Pete. He doesnt miss it again. I love the way theyre not
note perfect, even prepared to start a song again. Rabbit really does play
that piece beautifully.
Pete has another long chat about how good it is to be in Australia and how
happy he is to be playing with Roger and making the most of it since John
died. If two 60 year old geezers can put out this much energy, theres hope
for us younger ones. Thats what I love about the Who, they inspire and show
you dont have to be perfect to have an effect. Pete says drinking is out of
fashion in his part of the world now (or did he say that the previous
night). What ever, Ive done a bit of amateur comic acting and I know that
after falling in love and having kids, performing on stage is the best drug
there is cause its all about making others happy and what they give back
makes you happy.
Talking about John, Pete does a very funny impersonation of having a
conversation with John ( and in writing the mumble isnt done justice)
mumble mumble mumble Yes I know John mumble mumble mumble your
absolutely right John mumble mumble mumble Yeah its a shame, John..
Hes a funny fellow as other posters keep pointing out, the mark of a good
These two shows have also revived my appreciation of My Generation (I hope
to grow very old and still be bashing away on my guitar). I knew the song
was coming sometime but when it does, it still comes out of the blue with
such a rush it picks you up off your feet. Lovely jam in it as well and I
really like ORW and theres some nice feedback soloing. A few nights ago, to
get in the mood, I was listening to the Holmdel gig from August 2002 and
listened to MG for a change and heard a slice, or should that be a glass, of
ORW that Id never noticed before. It fair made my night that discovery.
When WGFA started, I got that desperate feeling I didnt get the previous
show, as I knew we were approaching the end of the show and I didnt want it
to end. I like the feeling of knowing at the previous show that I could come
the next night as well, but conquering desires is part of the deal and the
dream has come true and better (you bet). OK, Ive been waiting for this for
thirty years but I have not been let down, and my expectations have been
exceeded. Im still really buzzing, nearly a day later as I write this. Work
is a lot of fun today.
Zak was putting out something else through WGFA and the drum led re-entry
into Rogers scream. As Pete said, though he may play with Oasis and Johnny
Marr, The Who is now his home.
The band gathered after WGFA, took the applause and slowly wandered off till
only Pete was left on stage wandering around in circles he didnt seem to
be sure what he should be doing, leaving or picking up the guitar again as
he took a step to the front and then back again, wave, front and back wave,
front and back, wave and then off. The rest of us kept up the noise as the
roadies put the guitars back in place and checked the mics and then they
came back on for Tommy.
The Tommy encore was
.(add your own superlative here, Im running out of
them) and Pete obviously did have a problem leaving the stage as when they
got to the end of Listening To You, after the rest of the band stopped at
the point where they stopped the night before, Pete just hammered back into
it again and the rest of the band picked it up and went with him for a
See you next time, I yelled, a very happy chappy.
But you cant please everybody. The guy next to me said, I was here last
night and it wasnt as good, Townshend was a slouch tonight. I loved it,
I said and moved away from him real quick. He was in his fifties and had a
leather jacket and a goatee and had been talking on his mobile between every
song. I think he was sending the show to a mate. But fair dinkum, what is
it? Was I looking too happy? Had I had too much fun and trod on his foot
bopping away? Why did these guys at each concert pick me out to tell me they
didnt like the shows? I moved away and sought out the front of house sound
guy and complemented him on the best live sound Id ever heard.
No dumb ass rocker was going to put a downer on me. I was high as a kite and
the one paper number Id had at intermission had worn off an hour ago. How
to keep this feeling going? I wandered into a pub on George Street that had
pavement tables and had a couple of pints of James Squire Pilsner (a very
fine Sydney brew) and watched the trams and people go by as I mulled over
that Id just seen the best concert Id ever seen in my entire life. The Who
had delivered and then done a whole lot more. That 12 year old boy whod had
a revelation hearing Substitute in 1968 had finally been to the top of
Everest and the view is stupendous.
I missed the last train home and had to catch a cab with my ears humming,
not ringing it had indeed been a sensational mix.
24 hours later as I finish this, Im still grooving on a cloud and drinking
a Coopers (a very fine Adelaide brew) out of my Who stubbie holder,
listening to Quad and Im thinking, life is just so great, things do come to
those who wait and we wont have to wait too long to do it all again and I
know where to get a top spot.
Now Im off to plug in my guitar, put on the headphones and have a bash.
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