20/06/06 

Last Saturday saw the revival of a legendary gig in the refectory at Leeds University students' union.

Only 50% of the original line up took the stage but the audience, mostly in their 50s and 60s, didn't seem to mind.

Pete townsend, 61, and Roger Daltry, 62, looked more than slightly ridiculous as they ran through their back catalogue supported by a 6 piece band, which included Zac Starkey behind the drums, and session-man Pino Paladino on bass.

Townsend, portly and grey-bearded, executed his windmill act enthusiastically enough, and Daltry's voice has retained it's edge (although the shorts and blue ankle socks were less than rock n roll) but it was nothing that couldn't have been achieved more convincingly by a dozen tribute bands.

In short it was all a bit sad.

One recalls the lyric "hope I die before I get old", and regrets it was not more prophetic.

After the gig Townsend said he had suddenly woken up and realised that, although Keith Moon and John Entwistle were long gone, The Who was now a "brand" rather than a band, and it was time to exploit it.

"We played the Hollywood Bowl and nobody asked for their money back," he said, unable to totally disguise his astonishment.

Well, I had a meal in an expensive restaurant the other day.

The vegetables were over-cooked and the steak under-done, but I didn't demand a refund; I just didn't eat it.

The two pensioners embark on a 21 date European festival tour later this month.

I wish them luck.

The Rolling Stones can still perform their brand of wasted R&B and get away with it; but The Who at it's height wasn't just a band, it was a youth movement, and these two old guys just can't cut that kind of mustard anymore.

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