July 6, 2006
Go to the docks to shoot the "wonderful architecture", and
hang out at the show doing nothing. Pete comes over to say hello. I ask
him if he could wear something different on stage. 'NO.' He scowls and
walks off.
The Who come on and Pete is in different stage clothes. A stripy top
circa 1975. In the front row are two bored looking middle-aged men who
stay sitting when the crowd are going wild. Pete stops the show to sarcasticaly
thank them for coming - and promises to try harder
July 5, 2006
Off to the grim North to shoot The Who. Head out to Liverpool on the train
with Bill Curbishley. He tells some good Keith Moon stories that I haven't
heard. Arrive into Liverpool at 5pm. I have no idea when I was last here
(early '80s?). I can't work out if the city has a charm or not. The accents
are so strong, you might as well be listening to Russian.
July 2
As the Who song goes, it's a Heatwave in the'90s. Off to Hyde Park for
the Who. I get there around 4pm and everyone looks cooked in a kind of
pink barbequed way. I try to go in the guest area and get accosted by
a friend of mine who is so drunk he doesn't realise he's in the guest
area. He keeps telling me the passes I got for him are shit and why isn't
he backstage? Strange how everyone else is having a good time. I leave
him drinking himself into oblivion.
