I watched a concert of The Who Live in Texas in 1975 the other night, and couldn’t help thinking this is why I wasn’t big into recordings of live music back then.
I mean, the energy was great, but the lighting was terrible, the sound was lousy, and the band was wasted so they didn’t really play that well. It kinda says something that The Who were regarded by many as the best touring band for a long time, and this is the best they could do?
Oh, excuse me. Must run. God appears to be throwing lightning bolts at my house.