Last night I took YaYa to see The Who at the Bradley Center. The show was originally scheduled for October but delayed due to illness. We were in true Uecker/nosebleed seats, in the 2nd to last row of the arena, but oddly had a great view. After a good but somber opening act that was far too young for most of the crowd to appreciate (Joan Jett, originally scheduled, couldn't make the redo), The Who took the stage. And then, when Townsend did his iconic windup and launched into "Who are You", and the arena filled with sound, the BIGGEST, most genuine smile appeared on YaYa's face. *That* was the best moment of the night for me. The Who played 21 songs, including some rarer tracks, and while Roger's voice has weakened with age (he's TWO years older than both my father and Lisa's Mom), they were in fine form. Townsend in particular was grand, playing with deceptive ease. It was a great show, and I was deeply honored to have had a chance to see this band, and to do so in the company of a great young woman. #TheWho
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