I had a last minute ticket offer (from Rachael - thanks SO much ) to see The Who in Hyde Park on Sunday. Always one of those bands who I felt I should see at least once: legendary stuff and all that, so I lashed it down on the train Sunday morning to London.
It's great to see that over the last few years Pete Towshend and Roger Daltrey seem to have made friends again, revived their band and found a love of playing those songs once more.
And what songs! Spine tingling stuff to hear stuff like Can't Explain, Who Are You, Baba O'Reilly, Behind Blue Eyes and Won't Get Fooled Again. The newer material was excellent too and Townshend's solo acoustic rendition of Drowned was, for me, stunning.
A great band with Zak Starkey giving it loads of Keith Moon behind the drums and Pino Palladino ably filling the equally giant shoes of John Entwhistle.
Lots of video on screens behind them throughout with the band paying their own resepcts to their long history and deceased colleagues.
Daltrey's kept himself and his voice in great shape and Pete Townshend obviously still enjoys being a very noisy arm windmilling guitar monster, although his days of wanton equipment trashing are thankfully behind him.
They may no longer be the angry young men of the 60s and 70s but I reckon they are a better live spectacle as content, energetic 'old' men simply enjoying what they do; respecting themselves, their history and their amazing catalogue of material, thus making The Who live an absolute joy to behold as a spectator.
Fantastic.
Great weather too: a beautiful hot summer's day and lovely warm evening. And great to be part of such a huge, well behaved crowd.
All in all right good do.
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