What's the most wonderful Roger's work that you have ever seen in your life?
Or, what is the most recent his gig you have seen?
What was it like, that is, was it good or just so-so?
Share us your story here!
I just thought of a funny Roger story from a Tour about 7 or years ago.
I and my friend had been waiting all night at a concert venue in the USA.
anyway my friend and I didnt prepare food/drink and went at least 24 Hrs without
Whne the limos pulled in for soundcheck, out popped Roger and he saw us-- looking cold, hungry, tired etc
He said hello went to food vending truck and gave us a plate of sandwiches... he said it "looked like we could really use them"
he then said "be lucky"
It wasnt Winter but very cold ... November 1999 in downtown Chicago,USA....
I think they were 'cheese' sandwiches....
bomber
"The Who" ist noch immer wer (The Who is still 'Who)'
10000 fans feiern Daltrey and Townshend - Die Lichterserenade als romantiches Kontrastprogramm
Live at Ulm on the 23 of July 2006 was the best live concert I've ever seen in my Life. It was my first time to see The Who in concert. I listen to The Who's CDs everyday. It makes me feel happy. The songs are nice, the sounds are great and Roger's vocal are very powerful. So I wanted to listen to those songs directly. But I'm Japanese and The Who had never come to Japan except in 2004. Therefore, I went to Germany to see The Who concert with my mother. (She is also a loyal The Who fan) It was a wonderful moment. Everybody was in the zone by the music. Roger's godlike vocal and Pete's incredible awesome guitar moved my mind so deeply. It was worth flying for 12hours and waiting for 5 hours. However, the most impressive thing was Roger's kindness. I made a placard with the letter's 'Roger Reign O'ver Me'. After WGFA, I held it up. Roger looked at that, then he smiled very tenderly! Until some time before, he was a celestial person for me but at that moment, he was a gentleman. Instinctively I bowed because of Japanese habit. He said 'Thank you' very politely, and bowed again and again. I was surprised Roger Daltrey is a very famous star, though he dealt with each fans quite kindly. I respect him not only as a vocalist but also as a human. Anyway, I love the live concert at Ulm. Only sad thing is that 'Love reign o'ver me' wasn't played at this concert. I want to listen to it, so I hope you come back to Japan again and play 'Love reign o'ver me'. Thank you for reading.
Terlady (My 16 years old daughter)
My daughter spent a lot of time to write her short account in English.
First of all, Roger pointed at my daughter, then immediately afterwards began to laugh. Finally, he noticed that she looked at him with so serious eyes and was kind enough to turn on his microphone to thank her very politely.
As if she felt like she was in paradise, she just stood with hands clasped while he was singing. For me, the best thing I remember about that gig was her face while she was listening to him. I felt he was a Rock God.
kallan
Are we breathing out, or breathing in? Tampa 03/25/2007
From Mod Signs to the Final Curtain
How can I even describe it? When Pete said tonight would be special, he wasn't kidding! Sparks were flying as his fingers singed the guitar with his fury. There were several solos that sounded completely new and unrehearsed, including the break in WRU, and one searing part of Eminence Front, which, as usual, was one of Pete's soloing highlights of the night. He also interacted with both the crowd and band throughout the concert even more than usual, when he wasn't playing as furiously as if it was the last stage he would ever see. He looked like he wanted to demolish any fragments left of the stage, after his stamping, hammering, windmilling, prancing, and leaping had already crushed it to a pulp. As he did the Birdman in Sparks, he leaned back with the funniest expression, like he was about to roar. Then, he pointed both his fingers into the air, before thrusting his hands down as if to say "IT's ON!" It was one of the funniest moments of the night .
As for Roger---- all I can say is he put more of his heart into this performance than any other I've seen, heard, or heard of, which is saying a lot for someone who is probably the most dedicated singer in rock and roll. In the beginning, he appeared pissed off that his voice wasn't behaving exactly as he wanted, but unlike some of the other shows, he didn't seem to have as much difficulty hearing or as many issues with his monitors. However, for some reason after WRU, he became extremely angry at SOMETHING; I don't know whether it was someone backstage, but I think it was directed at himself, but it may have been the way the techs adjusted his microphone at the end of the song. All I could see was him mouthing "What the F--K was THAT?" over and over. Soon afterwards, he seemed to try and regain his composure, and apologized, explaining he still had a cough but his voice was alright; we (the audience) would just have to sing louder .
At this point, his frustration seemed to fade somewhat, and from then on, he smiled a *lot*c especially during Tea & Theatre. Roger's expression, as he sweetly sang with a radiating smile and closed eyes, perfectly fit the character of the song; he appeared to be quietly reminiscing about his past, while Pete proudly watched the man who connects his lyrics to the audience. I can't picture a more moving tribute to the lasting relationship between the two founding members who have survived, and triumphed, through it all.
Considering the circumstances of the past few weeks, and the occasional coughing fits, Roger's voice sounded fantastic. It occasionally "squeaked" on a few songs, but honestly, I prefer a slight rise in pitch to a gravelly tone. As long as it doesn't sound like he's growling and with a throat full of phlem, everything is fine by me. I'm just amazed that his voice still sounds this clear and powerful, especially after such a long tour and his mounting illness over the past two weeks. I'd much rather listen to Roger Daltrey's voice, even on his most painful night, than any other singer. Nobody can bring that much emotion, raw passion, or dedication to a rock song, dead or alive. Overall, his voice really didn't seem to have much of a problem; I was trying to be intensely critical to best relay the information back to you all, but I honestly was shocked by how great he sounded. These final Sirius broadcasts and the Encore release may show a different story, but who cares? As he often professes, "give me a bum note and bead of sweat any day"; as long as his commitment is there, the music will prevail. Tonight was his night to shine.
Zak and Roger talked to each other throughout the concert, something that seems to happen a lot recently. As Pete joked about being a part of SPRING BREAK in Florida and about wearing his "nappies" onstage, Zak and Rog seemed to be joking around a lot. Each time Roger hit his chest as if to break up the congestion, he turned away from the audience as if he were trying to hide his pain, but he kept looking at Zak. At one point, he took his towel and appeared to cough something up. My mom said she saw Zak tell Roger to wipe off his face afterwards.
Maybe it was because we were so much closer this time, but Zak seemed more powerful than ever. He was hitting the skins without remorse and added some extra fills I hadn't heard before. His playing on BWE was incredible; it sent chills down my spine. My respect for him, which was already high, shot through the roof, as it did for Pino and Simon. I could really see Simon interacting with Roger and helping him out, vocally, throughout the night, and his playing was superb, as usual. He really is fascinating to watch; you can just see him close his eyes and slip into the "zone" as he adds an extra dimension to the sound of the band.
Like many of the newspapers mentioned, the Scream seemed to be endless tonight; just when you thought it HAD to endc you saw Roger pushing it even further. But one thing I was surprised nobody seemed to notice was that during My Generation/CIYW, Roger screamed DEAD and seemed to be defying anyone who challenged his position up onstage. That seemed to be one of the many moments which really defined the night. Around this time, Pete began slinking closer to Roger and gave him a devilish grin, trying to get in his face .
Then, as the lights dimmed, the final notes of Tea & Theatre still reverberating through the audience, Roger smiled again and slowly gazed across the audience. Raising his teacup a final time, he saluted us all, as usual, until he continued to lift the cupc. and DUMPED IT STRAIGHT ONTO HIS HAIR!! He shook his head a few times and a mist formed around him. Then, he shook his cup above his head once again, pouring out the last few drops, and after that, he turned around to face the drums and shook his head like a dog. Tea went EVERYWHERE; his hair must be like a sponge! It was the perfect ending to an unbelievable performance.
The Experience
After debating between a few other ideas, I had decided to write "You're an inspiration to My Generationc May you always Be Lucky!". I had also recently decorated a pair of Converses with the Union Jack on one side and "The Who" painted on the other. I knew neither the shoes nor the sign would probably mean anything at the concert, but I figured if the band even saw a few signs out the corner of their eye as they gazed out into the audience, that in itself might make them feel even more support from the audience.
When my mom and I walked in to discover our third row seats were positioned so that we had a PERFECT view of the stage, we must have grinned, hugged, and smiled forever. Donna and Emily were directly in front of us, and Fodalom, Ken, Michelle, and Burton had found seats a row back, more towards the center. As the final lights were being put up and guitars checked, F, K, M, and B came up, holding Pete's setlist in their hands!! When I saw TKAA, I squealed so loud, everyone within 20 rows must have heard . We all got pictures with the set and handed it back to Ken, who also had the set from Tampa I. There couldn't have been a more exciting way to start the show!!
As my mom and I were grinning from ear to ear, watching the band and everyone we had just met become immersed in the music, Bonnie's husband came over and tapped me on the shoulder, handing me his ticket and telling me to go stand up front for a few songs. I couldn't believe it!! I think I'm still in shock, and I couldn't even begin to thank them enough for letting me share the experience of a lifetime!! Standing front row, dead center, next to such a sweet lifelong fan, is an experience I will never forget. Thank you both so much for everything!!!
While I was standing with Bonnie upfront, I tried to get my mom's attention to see if she could pass up the sign I had made. Donna saw me and tossed it across all the seats in the front row . After that, I held the sign above my head, and Roger smiled and saluted!! It's such a small gesture in the scheme of things, but it meant so much.
After giving Bonnie and her husband a bunch of hugs, I went back to my seat, still shocked and amazed. Soon afterwards, Donna pointed between herself and Emily and we all stood next to each other, with Donna dancing, quilt in hand, while Emily and I held up the sign together, smiling the whole time. Again, I can't thank you all enough for making this such a wonderful experience!! It was so much fun to stand with you all with our "wall" of quilt and sign . When Roger smiled at us once again, it seemed like the night could get no better, but then again, just being able to share the experience with all of you in itself was the best gift of all.
Inside, Outside
After the great rendition of T&T, we all began heading towards the loading docks. Once we all got there, I ripped off my Who Converses and put on some flipflops stashed in my mom's purse, in case a miracle happened and one of the band members actually stopped to talk.
The security guard was friendly, but didn't seem to be a big Who fan. He just told us that whenever a car approached the gate, we would have to "part like the red sea" to let it through.
No traffic came for a long period of time, but we all continued to wait anxiously. After about ten tense minutes, more and more cars began passing through the gates. By this time, a few people began to trickle back towards the parking lot and head home, believing that the band must have already left. A few minutes after the last set of vans, cars, and even a motorcycle, a dark Lincoln Continental slowly emerged. People standing on the passenger side realized it was Pete and several men, not in our immediate group, began chasing after the car with signs a little too intrusively as the black car slowly cruised by, turning after the gates. Maybe I'm just a chicken, but it seems like it would be scary for someone like Pete to be trapped in a car as people rushed towards him that closely. Obviously, he was very safe, but I still think it's rude to invade on the privacy of someone who already does so much for others; if he wasn't in the mood to stop, then it's not right to push him. His performance and the notion of seeing him leave was enough to make my seemingly perfect day feel even more surreal.
With Pete's departure, about five more people left, trying to hide the disappointment written across their face. We decided to hang back and keep waiting a little while longer, but no more cars seemed to be pulling out. The guard told us it didn't look like anybody else was coming out, but he didn't sound like he was getting us to leave, and we didn't. As our hopes were beginning to dim and the guard's speculation seemed to be true, Donna's husband began heading back towards the Bus, when he looked back to see Roger getting into a black SUV. Donna alerted us all that Roger had gotten in on the passenger side of the SUV, and we all moved to that side of the exit, our flags, quilts, and signs raised.
Before the car even passed through the gates, it began to slow and someone got out the passenger side front, went back and opened the door, where Roger stepped out, wearing his button down Roundhouse shirt, glasses, and tennis shoes. (and pants too, missy, if you're reading!! )
The man told us that Roger would sign everything if we got in a single file line, and all of the preshow crowd/ whotour fans immediately complied once they saw the line was forming. The same people who chased Pete down seemed to find this a difficult concept, pushing in front of everyone and crowding them out. I tried to go farther back in the line to give them room until someone pushed me forward and encouraged me to go ahead.
In the confusion of it all, I don't think anyone was missed but I don't want to take away from their storiesc you'll have to wait to hear from them .
When he got to me in the line, I asked if he would sign my shoes, and he just smiled. I realized a Sharpie was still in my hand and asked, "Roger, do you need a pen?" He just looked up above the rims of his blue glasses and met my eyes shyly, holding up the pen I hadn't seen in his hand and replied, "No, noc I've got one", and smiled again.
After he was about to go back to his car, apparently, I had gone behind slightly to avoid the crowd. My mom caught his attention and said "roger, my daughter absolutely loves you c. Will you take a picture with her?" and, unaware of this conversation, I also asked if there was any way I could give him a hug, and he said YES!! I could feel the soft suede texture of his shirt and see his eyes and grin clearly for the second time. Somehow without stumbling, I managed to get out "Thank you for everything, Roger. You mean so much to me!" and he smiled and nodded his head, in that "awe shucks" way he always seems to do =D.
After this, Roger headed back to the car; and moments later, he was gone. We all hugged and smiled, showing each other what Roger had signed, and those of us who had hugged Roger tried to get our feet back on the ground . If I say anymore, I'll reveal too much about everyone else's experiences, so you'll have to wait for their much more eloquent reviews =D.
At this point, we went back to where the cars were parked and talked to each other for a while longer, until we all said our final goodbyes and headed to our own destinations. It was such an amazing ending to a night beyond any dream. There is no other group of people with whom I would rather share such a breathtaking experience.
