The Night I Met Pete Townshend
This is a funny poem about meeting Pete at La Jolla Playhouse during the June 2001 benefit weekend .
Positively mod I was although I almost missed my flight
Eagerly went and spent gobs of money I shouldnt have
Every song was punctuated by his verbal vim and verve
Really unsurprising that it all struck an astral nerve
Did I see that beautiful young face in a kiddy car
Evincing the public that he'd someday be a star
Nearer I saw a lovely young girl
In shiny satin with an artful goblet in hand
So can eveyone see that the diamonds I wear
Bought at New Cross Boots though they still get the stares
Look at Arty power chords in his black Cardin shades
And Des's arm encircles my waist but(he's so not depraved)
Now get in there and give him your gift
Do I have to hunt Pete like a shark in the after hours drift?
Folks just want to jest- one gal wants an autograph on the chest
Okay I think where do I fit in, over by the bar, is that Bobby Pridden?
Robeson's bio is what I plan to pathetically give away
Distinguished with the most pretentious words I could ever say
The musical hero. The Alpha male, the Fabian Socialist who also sails
Okay so I circle this spirit because I had to just had to try
What if I never met him before I up and die?
Now the girl in satin has a crisp voice I knew
So many life times ago when in Essex I flew
Hearing it makes me suddenly brave
Enough to go and shake the hand of her knave
Now flash bulbs go off and the kids are alright
Did I tell you what a wonderful time I had that night,hey hey good rockin at midnight