I saw Ringo in concert a while back. It was pure joy from start to finish.
Can’t vouch for the rest of the crowd, but for me it wasn’t about seeing a former Beatle. It was about Ringo. Who cares if With A Little Help From My Friends isn’t as inspirational as Let It Be, if It Don’t Come Easy isn’t as deep in your consciousness as Nowhere Man, if – if you’re jaded enough to say it – he’s an also-ran in the vocal department? Who cares?
What matters is watching a 72 year old bounding around stage acting like a 16 year old, having a ball, flashing peace signs – and meaning it. He’s been doing this for over half a century, and it shows. I mean: he’s not tired. He’s professional. He’s into it. He’s still having fun, and it’s contagious.
Ringo is all about peace and love and rock and roll. That’s a damn fine combination, and that’s what matters. He just might be the coolest guy on the planet.