Once upon a time, a brash young rock band from England descended on Chicago's northwest suburbs, smashing guitars and making a loud and rebellious racket. Forty years later, fans vividly remember when the Who came to town.
These days, progressive radio isn't easy to find. It's been marginalized by the corporatization of commercial radio -- Clear Channel owns over 1200 cookie-cutter stations -- and the commodification of rock rebellion.
It was April 1970 and I had camped out for two nights to get tickets for The Who's Final Performance of "Tommy" at the absurdly ostentatious and downright silly venue, The Metropolitan Opera House at Lincoln Center.
I have been there watching "24" since its first hour, and now, I will be there when Jack Bauer hits the road this year too. In appreciation for all that entertainment/patriotism/torture, here's one fan's loving playlist.
I may not even remotely agree with the Tea Party Movement's point of view, but I will still fight to the death for these American's Constitutional right to have some good tunes at their victory party. Okay, maybe not to the death.