While it feels like the whole world is snowed-in today, I have been forced to find things to entertain me while I put off the inevitable need to venture outside. Right now I am listening to a cassette tape of the Final Who Concert, which I listened to and recorded on my Sony boombox before they were called boomboxes in my bedroom on a night in 1982. Because of my notes on the cassette, I know that the year was 1982, which would put me in 6th or 7th grade, although I didn't note the exact date. I think it was winter. I think it was a Friday night. The cassette is a TDK SA-C90 high bias tape, which was a very good quality cassette tape at the time. Anyway, I was a young lad, and I didn't really know a lot about The Who. I just knew from the chatter at school and on the radio that this final concert from a Canadian city called Toronto that I knew virtually nothing about was a big deal. (Little did I know the immeasurable impact the city of Toronto, Canada would have on my entire life.) So, I decided to spend my Friday night both listening to and recording the concert live on radio station 96 KX. If I remember correctly, I might have dozed off a few times during the concert.
Since I apparently only had one blank cassette tape, I only ended up with the first 90 minutes of the Final Who Concert. And I started listening to it. And I liked it. A lot. It was music unlike any other music that I had ever listened to before. I listened to it over and over again. And that was it. I was a Who fan. And even though I think that The Who are a little old now to be performing at the Super Bowl XLIV Bridgestone Halftime Show tomorrow, I will enjoy seeing and hearing the two old guys rock. I will probably still be snowed-in.
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I may be the only person in America who actually enjoyed the Superbowl Halftime Show. I thought it was great.
Also...I remember you sharing the impact of Toronto on your life. In fact, I remember a sort of trifecta...Toronto, a calzone and Four Seasons.
There are many things I have in common with elephants, but memory certainly tops the list. After saggy skin, that is.
I enjoyed the Super Bowl XLIV Bridgestone Halftime Show just fine. I thought they did a great job. But they ARE old.
And THAT magic trifecta occurred in Toronto several years after I had moved back to Pittsburgh. I'd like to think that the two years that I spent living there affected me more than that one weekend. Maybe I'm wrong.
It's interesting what people remember, good memories or not.
Well, you only shared the weekend part, not the two years part.
I only know what I know, you know?
Regarding The Who...I happen to think they aged relatively well. They are not the stuff nightmares are made of like, say, Steven Tyler.
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