By: David Schultz

Since making an appearance at Super Bowl XXXVIII, much has been said, written and debated about Janet Jackson's right breast. In the five years since Jackson flashed America, fines have been levied, speech and expression censored and decisions rendered by all sorts of judicial bodies, including the Supreme Court. Most devastating, the whole episode torpedoed Justin Timberlake's career. Poor Justin had to abandon his dreams of being a throwaway pop star and settle for the life of a credible multi-talented, legitimately funny, widely recognized superstar.

If anything good has come from the incident - besides making "wardrobe malfunction" a candidate for the O.E.D. - the Super Bowl half time shows have become showcases for rock and roll's biggest names. With The Rolling Stones, Paul McCartney and Bruce Springsteen all having taken their turn as midgame entertainment, it's time for The Who to take the field. Personally, I think HDTV will be the proper format to properly appreciate the disdainful expression on Pete Townshend's face as he vents his disgust over the audience hired to mob the stage and wildly overreact to everything The Who does. Forget Nipplegate; we could have Cranky Old Man Gate on our hands.

TONIGHT, WELL THIS AFTERNOON IF YOU ARE IN THE USA, Wilco will be Webcasting their show from The Paradiso in Amsterdam. Showtime is 8:45 p.m. Netherlands time which makes it a matinee here in America (2:45 p.m. EST)

Labels: The Who, Wilco