I never got to see The Who, despite the fact that they’ve been one of my faves since I was 13…not for a lack of opportunity, but because I felt that they (along with the Stones) should have stopped touring and retired with dignity. I now regret that decision.
But I remember when my brother got to see them–he thought his ticket was for Row L; turned out to be Row 1…he said that Entwistle’s fingers were a blur that he couldn’t even see clearly.
The only consolation I have is that he passed in his sleep.
<sigh> Time to break out the Black Armband.