Sunday, September 24, 2006

listening to you, i get the music







Yesterday at V Festival I heard The Who play "Baba O'Riley" and a 20-minute medley from Tommy. I don't know how to explain this to someone who was not raised on The Who, for whom Live at Leeds (along with Sweet Baby James and the theme music to "All Things Considered") was not the soundtrack to childhood, but it was monumental. As soon as Roger Daltrey began singing "See me, feel me" I whipped out my cell phone, called my dad and held up the receiver to the air as soon as the call connected without even saying hello first. When The Who were done and we raced over to the second stage to catch the end of Scissor Sisters set, I called him back to make sure he'd be able to hear it. I could hear the grin in his voice as he told me he could, and that he and my mom had sung along with Daltrey as they listened from Indiana, and thank you for thinking of them at such a moment.

Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I am a fucking awesome daughter.

3 comments:

Jen said...

Doo doo doo doo doooo do-do-doo doo, doo doo doo doo dooooooooo do dum! (That was the NPR theme music, btw.)

Libberash said...

Isn't it completely normal for Gen Y kids to know all the words to "Woodstock: The Music" and James Taylor's early catalogue? I thought so.

Jeff Simmermon said...

Good to see you at the show, Emily. Those guys have still got it, haven't they? Did you catch the Flaming Kips?

Also, you should know that I was not poisoned by those oysters ...