Not much evidence of dancing at this “dance” organised by Mossley Youth Club at Walsall Town Hall. Chief attraction for nearly 1,000 fans was London group, The Who, whose lead guitarist, Pete Townshend, is seen providing the kind of music that has several time taken the group into the charts.

WITH The Beatles counting their money in monkish retirement in the Surrey stockbroker country and The Stones tied up with the photographer and model set, there are few groups now that really catch the imagination. The Who is one of them.

Much of their success lies in their identification with the mods, who turned out in their hundreds at Walsall Town Hall on Tuesday evening. The Who are violent and disturbing, and so they appeal, although by the time the colour supplements have knocked them about they will probably end up by being discarded as too O.K.

Leaving aside the gross over-amplification which mars most live “pop” shows, The Who produced a bizarre and exciting sound. The audience seemed strangely unmoved, but perhaps this just fits in with the cool credo of the mod. The few desultory screams sounded rather out of place – a hangover from the days of people like Billy Fury. You don’t scream at The Who — you just stand and emote.

Lead guitarist and composer Pete Townshend wielded his instrument alternately as machine gun and hatchet, looking like the “prototypical” mad scientist as he leapt about twiddling the knobs on an enormous pile of electronic equipment and producing a series of mindbending sounds that would do justice to the B.B.C. radiophonic workshop.

Of course we all know The Beatles started it when they left that bit of distortion on at the beginning of “I Feel Fine,” but Townshend has carried it to the outer limits. No wonder he had a spare guitar standing by. He demolishes them regularly.

HAPPY IN HIS WORK

Other wild man of the group is drummer Keith Moon, whose enormous energy is a living tribute to the invigorating powers of Pepsi-Cola. Keith obviously enjoys his work and he should have no trouble getting a job as a demolition worker.

As he attacked the drums with dire savagery the audience began to fear the worst when someone crawled beneath him with hammer, nails and bits of wood. Keith also revealed himself as a charming falsetto in a version of the Beachboys’ hit “Barbara Ann.”

The instrumental line-up is completed by bass guitarist John Entwistle, the Bill Wyman of the group, who stands with a wooden Buster Keaton face and refuses to display any sign of emotion.

Amid the welter of nerve-shattering sound, vocalist Roger Daltrey seemed a bit superfluous. He is a great singer and he gets some great words to sing as in “Substitute” but for all we heard of him on Tuesday he could have had a mouth full of plastic spoons.