13 July

As the big bands of the 60s and 70s reach the end of their own lives, it’s generating an explosion of last-gasp gigging and nostalgia, with astronomically lucrative returns. In my youth it would have happened in local RSL clubs. Now it happens in stadiums. They refused to grow up and give way to the young, and will do until the day they’re gone. The counterculture always was only teenagers trying to be teenagers forever.