April 1, 2007

Went to the Teenage Cancer Trust show last night with The Who at the Albert Hall. As I got there trying to park the light was perfect on the gold statue of Prince Albert. By the time I'd found somewhere the light was gone. Must go back and shoot it another time.

I wasn't into the show, my mind was elsewhere and I was still jet-lagged from LA. I seemed to have no real enthusiasm. If I'm honest I thought The Who were just 'OK' but it was probably me as the crowd were going crazy. My mate Gordon thought they were amazing. Pete even apologised for the being jet-lagged (having just got back from Miami) - he even looked like he was having a good time. Which is odd, to me Pete never looks like he's having a good time...

During the encores of Amazing Journey/Sparks something clicked and I realised why I've always liked them. It's hard to say what it is without sounding like a transcendental twit, but I felt elevated like I was part of what I was watching. See Me, Feel Me was spiritual - I even sang along to the Listening To You segment. It reminded me of watching The Who in the movie Woodstock (I was fourteen), I was like 'Wow'. The show to me finally electrified - I wanted them to just carry on...

I hung out for a bit with The Golden God, Robert Plant, backstage. He was there with his son Jordan. Robert told me he likes the venue to see a group in but the sound is always terrible to play in. Ken Russell was there. I told him I used to go and see The Blue Oyster Cult and Journey with his son Xavier (look, it was a long time ago - '79/80!). 'Ah, I was trying to remember the name of the group he liked.' Ken said in a very posh Oliver Reed voice. Got a photo of him with Roger and then Pete. Pete told me to take it quick and not to bully him...
Me bully him? I'd like to know how...

Looked at my photos today, I got good stuff - a great jumping Pete (so did filthy Kazuyo, who was using one of my cameras), and some nice photos of Roger as well. I was pleased, considering where my head was at.