When people keep repeating That you’ll never fall in love When everybody keeps retreating But you can’t seem to get enough Let my love open the door Let my love open the door Let my love open the door To your heart.
Good old Pete. That’s me. But I find it hard to think of myself in the first person when I’m writing about The Who. So many times he has willingly sat down to write about the good old Who. Isn’t he too old to masturbate?
Entertainment came out of this thing called a television, and it was gray. Most of the films that we saw at the cinema were black and white. It was a gray world. And music somehow was in color.
I felt that the elegance of pop music was that it was reflective: we were holding up a mirror to our audience and reflecting them philosophically and spiritually, rather than just reflecting society or something called ‘rock and roll.’
There’s a man upon that ledge, he’s only cleaning windows. What a shame for the pain we’re missing. Gonna lean back on my wall and pray for him to fall.
I don’t really know any other musicians like me. I grew up backstage with my dad who played in a post-war dance band, so I always feel at home at a venue.
It’s the most psychedelic experience I ever had, going to see Hendrix play. When he started to play, something changed: colors changed, everything changed.
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