So, since we touched on this a little while back, I thought I'd bring this up again. I just got done watching a video of the entire 1973 Who at Cow Palace show. For those of you who don't know the story, before the show, somebody gave Moon some horse tranquilizers and told him to take half of one. Being Keith Moon, he decided to take the whole lot. At about an hour and ten minutes into the set, Keith passes out and disappears from behind the drums, right in the middle of "Won't Get Fooled Again". The band carries on like nothing is wrong, playing along to the prerecorded synth track. Roger still twirls his mic, Pete still jumping around, etc. They break for a minute, get Keith back behind the kit and play "Magic Bus". Keith proceeds to pass out again. They finish the song and do "See Me, Feel Me" without Keith. You can see some roadies arm in the background hitting the gong through the song! LOL. After this song, Pete makes an announcement that Keith's not well, and that ask "Can anybody play the drums? I mean, somebody really good."
I can't remember who here said they were at the show, but yeah, it ain't quite the Who with the other drummer. The thing that is amazing though, is the way the band persevered through the situation. I mean, talk about a morale killer, and these guys had their chin up and just kept rocking hard. Far all they knew, Keith had just died.
I was super impressed with how well Keith Played up until he succumbed to the tranqs. I mean, wow. It was really a great show up until that point.
Bands just don't rock this hard anymore. There are no real rockstars anymore, either. Not that it was good to live a lifestyle like that, but anybody that tries that shit anymore just seems like a pale imitation of bands like the Who, the Stones and Zeppelin, that wrote the book on that.
Rock is dead they say. I knew it for a fact when I was seeing McCartney and the security people made everybody stop using their lighters during "Let It Be".