Roger Daltrey says his bout last year with viral meningitis, an inflammation of the tissue covering the brain and spinal cord, caused so much pan that he was ready to die.
He tells Rolling Stone: “My legs aren’t good. My feet aren’t good. But I think being able to manage it with the adrenaline of the show, that’s all that matters. It’s two hours of losing myself and forgetting about my feet. But when I come off…”
“When you get a shave as close as that from the reaper…I was totally peaceful. If death would have come, I would have welcomed it. It was weird. I was in such agony. But then it all went, and I felt this very peaceful space. I don’t know, it was weird. That’s the one thing I remember as clear as day, that feeling. And any time I get stressed now, I just think of that and the worries go away.”