Magic Jewball

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Hope I tour again before I get old

Filed under : Music
On September 20, 2006
At 10:06 am
Comments : 8

I would like to say I was really hip last night and spent the evening seeing some band that I know about and you don’t. But I can’t lie to you (well, OK, I can but I won’t), I was actually at Madison Square Garden seeing The Who. Now, I like The Who, I have since I was a small child watching the turntable spin around, but I don’t think I would have been there had tickets for $150 seats not been handed to me.

Still, it’s always fun to see a spectacle on that scale. My first concert ever was at MSG and while clubs are great there’s also something to be said for the show with its revolving screens and smoke machines. Actually, I’m not sure if there were smoke machines, maybe we were just sitting in the smoke machine that was our neighbors in Floor Section Six. Not that I’m complaining.

If I had to sum up the whole show in words other than “Baba O’Riley, fuck yeah!” it would be that it was like a personal conversation between Roger & Pete and all the baby-boomers in the audience like, “remember when we were young?” If your mind completed that sentence with “you shone like the sun” then you would have been right at home in this crowd. But the screens showed a montage of 60′s images, mostly from swinging London, and there was an Elvis tribute as well. Now, unlike a lot of dinosaurs of rock, The Who actually have a new CD coming out that they were pushing. Good on them. It’s unreleased but even if the audience had been remotely familiar with it, I think the reaction would have been pretty much the same. “Play Pinball Wizard!” Actually, most people just sat down, including me. It was easier to check the Yankee game score on my Blackberry that way. Yes, going mobile means something different these days.

I think I was the only one in my age bracket there, everyone else seemed to be over 40 or the child of someone there. It’s to this last group I address the following. If you like the same music as your parents, you are not rebelling. This goes against nature and you should probably see a mental health professional ASAP. This has been a J-Ball PSA.


The title comes from “My Generation” but I’ve always hated that song. Instead, I’ll go with a better reference from the post.

The Who – Going Mobile


8 Comments for this post

KP says

I’m all about Baba. Glad you had a good time. Here is my take on the liking the same music as your parents thing: My son now loves Tom Petty, Bruce Springsteen, the Beatles, U2 and lots of others that I have introduced him to, yet we also both like some of the stuff his friends like, like The Killers, Gnarls Barkley, OutKast, etc….
He is actually considered a rebel among his friends for liking the music he does. Most of them like that High School Musical crap or those rejects known appropriately enough as The All American Rejects. He likes the Rejects too, but I know that will be fleeting, unlike our long lasting, sustainable, everpresent adoration of T.P. Teenage wasteland indeed…..

Molly says

I’m a little ashamed to admit this – it’s a good thing these are anonymous comments. I went to my first concert without the parental units when I was a freshman in high school. Guess who I went to see. That’s right. The Crash Test Dummies. I was cool.

When I was in college, I scored 4th row tickets to Ringo Starr. I was the only person there under the age of 50. But I didn’t care. I was seeing my favorite Beatle before he was six feet under. Not only that, but from the 4th row, I could practically count his nose hairs. You know how old guys have issues with the ear and nose hair trimming thing…

Celia says

What if a kid’s parents like Interpol?

Sarpon says

But the Schaefer beer song transcends the generations.

Sister #2 says

Niece #1 likes the same music as her mother. It’s alt rock, I hope that makes it OK. Of course, relatives of MJB have diverse music tastes in their genes.

PS Next time you get free tickets, please consider sister #2.

Becca says

KP, who isn’t all about Baba?

Molly, Ringo’s son played the drums last night! Woo!

Celia, that is a conundrum. Please don’t make my head explode.

Sarpon, you can make those kinds of comments on Alfa’s page. Thanks for your understanding.

Sister2, I humbly apologize. Sister1 did suggest I ask you if you wanted to go, but as you know, I never listen to my siblings.

twenchi says

I’m giggling like a school girl ovah the everyone there was ovah 40 comment. When I was at Chicago last week, I started scanning the crowd. At a certain point I thought, jesus, everyone here is old. Then I realized I’m old too :)

Becca says

Believe me, Twenchi, when I checked the score on my Blackberry right in the middle of the show, I realized I was old.