Who Were They?

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I’m still sick about the Who’s performance at halftime of last week’s Super Bowl. The first time I saw the Who was back in 1968 at an outdoor show at the old Wollman Rink at Central Park in NY. They were more than musicians for me that night: they were, like so many of the others I heard in that amazing year, prophets proclaiming a new world. Looking back at those prophecies now, we can laugh at our own naivete, or cry over the missed opportunities, but the one thing we can’t do, must never do, is rip those prophecies out of context and make them intermission entertainment  like the “let’s all go to the lobby” cartoons they used to show between features at the drive-in. But that’s what happened, that’s what the Who  have done to their own music, and in the process “we won’t get fooled again” becomes a sad and ironic demonstration of how we do get fooled, every damned time.

At least I’ll always have Central Park. Here’s the Who, the real Who, and My Generation. Please enjoy.

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