So you know how earlier I said I had a problem with sports shows that had some over-the-top finale by the underdog team that is won with an over-the-top play? That actually kinda described the Superbowl. That play where Eli almost got sacked, then slunk away, then threw that what-the-hell pass that the receiver inexplicably caught was pretty much something you'd only see in those sports movies but never actually see in an actual game.

Except for today.

And as for Tom Petty, he looked a little overwhelmed by performing, which makes some sense as he's not the kind of performer who plays to those kind of big crowds. On the other hand, he's one of the few performers out there anywhere who is in some way pretty much liked by everyone. Not like-like (well, there are a few) but I can't think of many people who don't like him in some way, a pretty rare feat for any musician who's been around for thirty-odd years.

But one thing, though, he played three songs from his one certifiable masterpiece, Full Moon Fever, a disc he actually recorded as a solo artist without the Heartbreakers so I always kind of wondered what the rest of the band felt knowing that he wrote his best stuff without him. The thing about that album, though, is that it doesn't really hold up that well because it was produced by Geoff Lynne who is without a doubt the worst producer to ever set foot in a recording studio- all that cheesy overdubs and fake background singing all edge being whithered away by whimsical cuteness. Listen to that album now-- it doesn't sound right. Which is why I much prefer "Wildflowers" which I think is a brilliant album, albeit a little too long.

Oy, yes, it's twelve and I'm rambling but today got me all riled up.