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The Who
The Hollywood Bowl
Hollywood, CA
August 14, 2000
During the Who's first Los
Angeles show in four years, Pete Townshend made a cheeky joke about
selling out to a car company. Years ago, an audience might have been
outraged, but not now. The large crowd attending the Who's Hollywood
Bowl performance roared with laughter. I guess they identified with
the compromises Pete has made. Can you call them sell outs? Of course
you can.
Selling out was a notion the Who accepted long ago.
It's no accident that the title of one of their finest albums refers
to that very notion. The first concert I ever attended was a Who show
at the L.A. Sports Arena in 1980, so it was essential to mark this
anniversary by seeing them again.
The group has been performing with a basic setup
these days, so the prospect of seeing a more traditional Who show
was exciting. There's nothing like hearing the opening chords to "I
Can't Explain". Even now, it still resonates. The Who tore into the
song, and by altering the beat, gave it a vitality it had previously
lacked.
They stumbled on competent but unspectacular versions
of "Substitute" and "Anyway, Anyhow, Anywhere, but they regained their
footing with solid renditions of two tunes from the "Who's Next" era,
"My Wife" and "Relay". These performances came across as raw, relaxed
jam sessions.
The band gained a momentum which intensified with
each Townshend windmill. Pete gave lead vocalist Roger Daltrey a rest
with a marvelous solo version of "Drowned". The anchor of the Who's
sound is legendary bassist, John Entwistle. He truly outdid himself
when he took an extended solo during "5:15". His cascading runs, and
lightning fills were breathtaking, and an inspired Townshend responded
with some ferocious playing of his own.
There were several moments during the show when
it felt like it was 1975 again, that's how well they played. Drummer
Zak Starkey plays with an energy that is reminiscent of his late hero
Keith Moon. Starkey's playing has revived the others.
Snarling, storming versions of "Who Are You" and
"Won't Get Fooled Again" followed, and this time it was Daltrey's
turn to shine. After some rough going early on, his voice became much
stronger, but he really gave his all on those two. A splendid encore
included a sublime, autumnal rendering of "The Kids Are Alright",
a rousing "Let's See Action", and a roaring "My Generation".
The Who's music once captured the frustrations of
youth. It seems that they have finally come to grips with aging. All
of them are on the other side of fifty, but they aren't ready to go
quietly just yet, and this is definitely a reason to celebrate.
Bill Lopez
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