Desert Trip II

On October 7th, 8th, and 9th... and now with a second weekend added Oct 14th, 15th, and 16th in Indio, California at the Empire Polo Club is the Mega-concert of this millennium (at least so far). On Friday nights will appear The Rolling Stones and Bob Dylan, Saturday night will feature Paul McCartney and Neil Young, and Sundays will see Roger Waters and The Who. A general admission three-day pass will run $399.

Saturday Sessions: The Who

This will probably make you feel old if nothing else will:

The Who turns 50 this year.

1964

 
Oct 1973

1982

1996

2001 The Concert for New York City

12-12-12  The Concert for Sandy Relief

2014-2015 The Who Hits 50

Alas, the concert currently only includes tour dates in Dublin, Belfast, Glasgow, Leeds, Nottingham, Birmingham, Newcastle, Liverpool, Manchester, Cardiff, and London.

Inside, Outside, Leave Me Alone

What does the video mean to you?

I had always found it a sad song, even when I didn't understand the context.  I saw Quadrophenia once long ago, but I was too young and too much in altered states to grasp the meaning.  Now I must get it through these windows into the innerwebz because I can't get my hands on a copy of the movie...

I've been an outsider many times in my life.  I was welcomed into quite a few tribes, but I could always feel my strangeness, even as those who welcomed me may have as well but did their best to not betray it.

But back to the video.  I discovered it awhile back on YouTube, and it struck me because I now have a son coming of age, and I remember the awkwardness of adolescence.  I love the old world faces on the train, btw.  Veddy veddy mid 20th Century Europe.

Btw, Roger Daltry has to be the greatest rock singer if for no other reason than the fact that he sang not one but two demented but excellent rock operas written by his eccentric but talented guitarist Pete Townsend.

Inside, Outside

Inside outside...  Leave me alone...
Inside outside...  Nowhere is home...

I've never been an insider, even growing up in my home town.  I got on Facebook last year because I had found a family we lived next door to in Germany, but couldn't contact them without joining, so I did.  Next thing I know, all these people I grew up with were pinging me and I'm wondering why.  Can they really be that damned bored?

If I were interested in their lives, I would have looked them up when I go back to see the folks. 

I'm not an outsider either, but I am somewhat of a lone wolf.  I've lived so many other lives, awkward kid and misplaced adult being just a few.  Sometimes, being an American walking the streets of a foreign capital can feel comfortably inside, other times it can be very outside...

Thank God Raymond Davis is now outside Pakistan and back inside Colorado...