The Who's Last
April, 1983
Dante had it all wrong. The outer circles of hell are definitely not populated by traitors, cads, bounders or any such curmudgeons. They are, I'm quite certain, staffed by people without backstage passes desperately trying to argue their way through the heavenly gates past the Rent-A-Saint Peters.Elbowing my way through the hopeful throng toward the stage door, I keep one hand hovering protectively over the coveted blue-and-white adhesive patch that identifies me as Artist/Guest the who 82 Tour...
