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Yes, I managed to see it through. Actually it was a pretty good match up, sprinkled with one or two cheeky plays, like the Saints onside kick.

The Who at half time were crap. They sounded like a poor man's Bruce and The E Street Band from back in the day.

Just saying.

Skoob.

Skoob,

I was also unimpressed with the half time. These guys don't have it anymore. Last year, or the year before, we had the Stones at halftime. Mick has also burned out what voice he had.

I think that the Who need to change their names to the "Help, I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up" or the "Who Am I?" because of their age and Alzheimers.

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Skoob,

I was also unimpressed with the half time. These guys don't have it anymore. Last year, or the year before, we had the Stones at halftime. Mick has also burned out what voice he had.

I think that the Who need to change their names to the "Help, I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up" or the "Who Am I?" because of their age and Alzheimers.

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It's the mega-bucks guys nothing else!

Agreed.

Pete Townsend looked ridiculous, and sounded terrible.

Seems he also took exception to being grilled at a press conference over his questionable downloads.

Daltrey was crap too. Sounded like he was straining to squeeze out a log.

Game was okay though.

Regards

Skoob.

Instead of them having these live "Classic" Rock groups, I'd rather they gather some great film and show them at their best.

Put Hendrix up there for the Star-Spangled Banner on guitar.

Let Janis do "Piece Of MY Heart"

Joe Cocker "With A Little Help From My Friends"


Who's on next year, Barry Manilow and Herman's Hermits!

Here's A Forum Question:

Who would you want to see when they were at their best?

-Bureau

1 - The Beatles

2 - The Who (The Keith Moon era)

3 - The Temptations

4 - Stevie Wonder

5 - Jimi Hendrix

6 - Thin Lizzy

Etc etc...

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Here's A Forum Question:

Who would you want to see when they were at their best?

-Bureau

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1. The Beatles
2. The Eagles
3. Jim Croce
4. Elvis
5. Sinatra

The best concert that I ever saw was by John Denver at the height of his career. Second best was Kenny Rogers/ The worst two I ever saw were Elvis (one year before he died) and Willie Nelson (too drunk to sing).

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Quote: Bureau

Put Hendrix up there for the Star-Spangled Banner on guitar.
Let Janis do "Piece Of MY Heart"
Joe Cocker "With A Little Help From My Friends"


Who would you want to see when they were at their best?

-Bureau

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Bob Seger "Still the same"

Janis singing Bobby McGee
Janis singing "Bobby McGee" would be my top.

Sex Pistols "God save theQueen" - maybe

Greatful Dead - anything Jerry Garcia

Pavarotti "Nessun Dorma"

etc

I know quite a few people who saw the Beatles in the early 60's and surprisingly most of them came out really disappointed. Not because the Beatles were bad, but because you could barely hear them over all the young girls screaming.

The wife reports pretty much the same thing - we're originally from different parts of the country, but the story is pretty consistent.

Regards

Skoob

For me, it was the sad irony of their very existence. This is the band that defined teen rebellion in 1965 against the older establishment, when everyone else was singing about the complications of puppy love. Detonating drum kits, smashing guitars and snarling about death before geriatrics, they provided an interesting rallying cry that would be followed by people such as the Sex Pistols in subsequent years. The sardonic sentiment of the Who Sell Out has come full circle to bite them in the ass.

They sounded old. They looked old. They became, like the character of Pink in The Wall, the very objects of their own derision and disgust. They should've taken a page from Hunter S. Thompson's play book if they were serious about their rhetoric: at least metaphorically, by publicly refusing to perform again - essentially "killing" the senior citizen alter-egos they must now embody in order to preserve the memory of what they stood for as The Who.

There were only two things they could have done to have captured my respect. Well, three, I suppose. Not appearing on CBS, a station with the largest majority of elderly viewers, would have been a decent start. Two, Daltrey should have sung "who the fuck are you" despite the censors and their omnipresent eight-second delay. And three, Townsend should have smashed his Fender on stage, as he almost seemed poised to do toward the end.

Instead, they became mockeries of themselves and, in the process, insulted generations of angst-ridden teens who propelled them to stardom off a message that is now ostensibly bullshit.

Honestly, it wouldn't matter if people like Barry Manilow or Herman's Hermits played. Despite the tremendous "suck factor," nothing they perform today would disappoint, because it was vacuous to begin with. They both stand for kitsch, and kitsch it what they would deliver.

To rival the appearance of The Who and the Stones, you would need to see something along the lines of Roger Waters praising the government in song, Pearl Jam hawking Ticketmaster, or the Velvet Underground appearing on stage with Tim Tebow to urge kids against the horrors of drugs and godlessness.

All said and done, I was just sad - realizing that I too am getting old, but also acknowledging that there's nothing more pathetic than an aging hipster.

I think Bureau has a great idea. To save time and money, couldn't we just plug a Rock Band game into the Jumbo-tron and just let it roll? After a case of cheap beer, I doubt anyone would notice the lackluster CGI.

Sad but true BC. So very true.

Wise words indeed.

Regards

Skoob.

Next year's Super Bowl will feature the Monkees according to What's On Tonight

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Quote: Bureau

Put Hendrix up there for the Star-Spangled Banner on guitar.
Let Janis do "Piece Of MY Heart"
Joe Cocker "With A Little Help From My Friends"


Who would you want to see when they were at their best?

-Bureau

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Bob Seger "Still the same"

Janis singing Bobby McGee
Janis singing "Bobby McGee" would be my top.

Sex Pistols "God save theQueen" - maybe

Greatful Dead - anything Jerry Garcia

Pavarotti "Nessun Dorma"




QM: You mentioned Jerry Garcia of the Grateful Dead. If you are ever in the southern US, below Nashville, Tennessee there is a place called "The Farm" near small town of Summertown.

The families moved in commune style in 1970-71 and have been there ever since. We visited and stayed with a family there as they had a "Bed & Breakfast"

They played "Grateful Dead" all the time. It's like going back to the 1960's, with tie-dyed clothes and all.

Steve Gaskins founded it and is still there or was a few years ago. Places they live are highly decorated. They are vegetarian. They hold councils. They educate their children and send them to universities.

They have festivals like the Ragweed Festival to commemorate the day they were raided by local police looking for marijuana but found only ragweed.

I'm talking too much. Just look up 'The Farm' on the net.

-Bureau

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Instead of them having these live "Classic" Rock groups, I'd rather they gather some great film and show them at their best.

Put Hendrix up there for the Star-Spangled Banner on guitar.

Let Janis do "Piece Of MY Heart"

Joe Cocker "With A Little Help From My Friends"


Who's on next year, Barry Manilow and Herman's Hermits!

Here's A Forum Question:

Who would you want to see when they were at their best?

-Bureau

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The Beach Boys would do it for me. Grew up with that music on the Jersey Shore. 'Surfer Girl' was my favorite.

My senior class sponsored a Joe Cocker 'concert' at Rahway Theater in New Jersey in 1969. A small venue of about 500 seats at that time.

I think we sold 300 tickets. Everyone thought Cocker was retarded because of his body movements while singing. I remember watching from my classroom window as Cocker pulled up in a pink Bentley (least I think it was a Bentley).

This blog contains a pencil drawing of Cocker done by the blogs author. Comment 20 of the blog sums it all up well:

"It was Wednesday, December 3, 1969 to be precise. I too had a poster signed by Joe that evening. It was the one I placed behind the glass under the marquee for promotion. It hangs in the very room I'm writing from now.
My friend, Jim Costello, got the ball rolling for this unlikely event when he suggested getting Joe to help us raise money for our senior class. We had seen him at the Fillmore (and elsewhere) and it seemed a good idea. We lost $600 that night but aside from a show I saw him do on his birthday in Paris back in '97, it was the best set I've seen him do. My wife and I saw him last night in New Brunswick. As always: magic. Thank God he's alive and well!
I'm looking for pictures of that evening but maybe it's better just to rely on memory. Can you name the other 2 acts that performed that evening?
PS I miss Vogel's

Comment by Don Balogh - April 27, 2009 @ 3:34 pm"

What a blast from the past. Alas....youth cannot be relived.

It was a good 'concert' though despite us all thinking he was retarded. This was one of the 1st few concerts Cocker did in the U.S.

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I know quite a few people who saw the Beatles in the early 60's and surprisingly most of them came out really disappointed. Not because the Beatles were bad, but because you could barely hear them over all the young girls screaming.

The wife reports pretty much the same thing - we're originally from different parts of the country, but the story is pretty consistent.

Regards

Skoob

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I remember the Beatles like it was 'Yesterday'. I got one hell'ua an ass kicking from my Father because of them. I was in 8th grade in a Catholic School run by Dominican Nuns. All of the boys were sporting Beatles' hair-doo's, including me. I was in the boys room when Sister Maria walked in while I was taking a piss. She proceeded to rip a comb through my hair to get it off my face. Of course, being totally mortified and embarrassed, I pissed all over my leg.

I cleaned up after she left and combed my hair back down. I went to my next class with Sister Maria waiting. I yelled at her...'Hey Mo! How do you like my hair now! This prompted an emergency call to the Principal, Sister Lititiea.

Tish was a whale of a woman. She came into the class and made a bee-line for me while winding up for a roundhouse right. I ducked the blow and she went ass-over-teakettle over my desk and landed flat on her back.

I knew my Old Man would kill me. I ran to back of the class, got my winter coat and tore off with my books. I walked ten miles to a boyscout camp in the Watchung Mntns. in Jersey. I stayed off the main roads cause my Father was the Police Commissioner in the Town I lived in. I knew he would have the cops hunting for me. I stayed there for two nights and three days. I nearly froze to death. It was the middle of February. I couldn't get a fire going. The wind was howling. I used pine boughs torn from the trees to try and keep warm.

On the 3rd day I had enough. I hitchhiked back after dark and met up with my buddies Ice-skating around a bon-fire on an Island in a lake not far from where I lived. Someone ratted me out and my Father showed up awhile later. I got a whale of an ass-kicking right there along with several others over the next few days. My buddies told me later that the story going round was that I decked the Nun. Never laid a hand on her. I simply ducked.

The next day my Father took me to the barber shop and had the barber buzz off all my hair. Leo the Barber whispered in my ear that he was truly sorry but he had his orders.

The following day the Old Man took me back to the School. He knocked me down three times before he was convinced my apology to the Principal was sincere. We then proceeded to my classroom where I had to apologize to Sister Mo after my Father had given the whole class a lecture on how rock and roll was poison to our minds. At least the Old Man didn't kick my ass in front of the whole class.

Many years later my Father told me that he did what he had to do so I wouldn't be expelled. It's still a bone of contention to this day. My Father just passed the Octogenarian stage last Month. We laugh about it now but it's a subject that rarely comes up.

The only saving grace for me came a few days after my butch haircut. All my buddies showed up at School with their heads buzzed. The Nuns got the point but ignored it.

Those Damn Penguins! Sadistic Bitches they were!

It was years before I would listen to Beatles music again.

I hope this isn't considered just another 'boring' story in the Forums here. If so, as Fergus says so eloquently in telling them all; "Fuck Off"!It's the only way"

Be well and avoid the Penguins if you're wise,

Jim

PS: My Brother the Musician wrote a song in the 90's when I was giving him some crap about his writing. Something to the effect that he should use his guitar and writing for music rather than an extension of his dick. The title of the song is; 'Just Tell Me About The Pine Trees and the Wind'. The cheeky bastard!

Boring story? No! That was beautiful, you had me laughing, crying and wanting to rebel against the Catholic church.

I had a crap childhood. Nothing at all bad happened. I got a job and a wife. How am I supposed to be come a struggling author or musician now? Life's just not fair.

Iain

Bureau's a Dead head! Bureau's a Dead head! Ha. Well it helps to know.

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I stayed off the main roads cause my Father was the Police Commissioner in the Town I lived in. I knew he would have the cops hunting for me. .

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Ha!

No wonder you're a Spoofer!


Beach Boys' California Girls would be right up there for me.

Sean,

No one's making fun of you; it was an enjoyable story. Write it up and post it in magazine.

My late father in law used to tell of stories of his Catholic school up bringing and the mean and demented sisters all of the time. The most hated was one they called Sister Blubberguts (yes, she was fat). Many years later, her real name had faded from his memory, but her nickname was still fresh in his mind.

Even though we all heard the same stories dozens of times, I miss them. We buried him about two years ago.