WOW. The Who at the Hollywood Bowl last night. WOW.

Picked up my good friend Joe O'Brien last night at the Burbank Airport. He flew in to go to the concert with us. Though funds are tight we could not pass up the chance to see The Who down the street from our home. Wheeled Joe over to the house and quaffed many, many beers, which were followed by many more at the show a mere 10 minute walk from our front door.

Our seats were in the nosebleeds but the sound was totally great, and the gigantic video screens gave us great views. And holy crap, what a show the boys put on to end their tour. Amazing that after all these years Townshend and Daltrey have far more energy in their mid-to-late 50's than I or Joe have at 40. Absolutely smoking show, particularly a bluesy jam to end "Won't Get Fooled Again" and a hair-raising rup-snorting solo from Townshend on "Sparks." Mind-blowing.

After the show, we met up at the Cat & The Fiddle Pub with Genevieve. We had gotten seperated, and it turns out G managed to weasel her way down to the box seats. We missed cathing Joe's friends because the show got out so late. After a couple of drinks at the bar we dropped G off at home and Joe and I went to Cantor's deli for sandwiches and egg creams. Got back and into bed around 2 or so, and the it was a brutal 5:30 wake-up to get Joe to the airport in time for his 7 am flight. Back home, crashed hard until almost 11. G and I got up and hobbled around -- we walked a LOT yesterday -- made some breakfast, an omelette with the meat from the half deli sandwich I leftover from the deli last night, and a grilled cheese for G. Watching bad movies on TV now and too exhausted and hungover to do much more.

Poached these images from the show from the Who's website. Enjoy.