I have a really sore neck this morning, from the Virgin Music Festival in Baltimore. My wonderful wife bought me two tickets for my birthday, so we found a kind hearted soul who wanted to play with my four kids for the day, and drove up the Beltway into Maryland. After parking the car about three kilometers away, we walked in the direction of the pulsing drums up to the pimlico race track , where the event was held. I felt a little old, hanging out with these kids, but we managed to sort of fit in.. (maybe?) Twenty Dollars for two beers was a bit steep...Old guy whinging at the bar. When I was a kid, me and my brothers would be driven around town in our big red family van, and Dad would blast The Who on the crappy cassette player. We grew up singing along to tunes like ' Boris the Spider' , ' Magic Bus ', and ' Can't Explain '. When I heard that The Who were re-forming and coming to town, I just had to go. To be honest, I thought they would probably suck. ...