The Who Was There '

for a‘ Smashin’ Time

BY PAT DICKELMAN'

HO stirred a breeze
in the Cellar Thurs-
day, a night so hot
that abandoned paper cups
crumpled up by themselves.
The Who, 3 British pop
rock group, appeared at the
Arlington Heights teen club
between a Detroit date and
the upcoming Monterey
[Cal.l Pop festival.

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After 20 minutes of elec-

tronic troubles, the four
launched their show with
“Substitute’ ’—friendly Keith
Moon fighting up on drums,
kinda sarcastic Roger Dal-
trey on vocals and theatrics
a la James Brown; business-
like Peter Townshend, who
writes a lot of Who’s songs,
on lead guitar, and John
“hostile man” Entwistle on
bass guitar.

The show was too short
[ls‘minutes] because of the

mechanical troubles and the

Arlington Heights curfew —
but it was sweet and loud.

The four worked well to-
gether, with good instrument-
al balance. Some gutsy gui-
tar and vocals stood out par-

ticularly on “Happy Jack,”
their current hit here.

“My Generation," the clos-
ing number, grabbed the big-
gest empathetic s c r e a m s.
Lights flicked off and on, a
smoke bomb set up a screen,
and the Who went crazy
gyrating and bobbing. Peter
smashed his guitar, a gim-
mick the group is known for

Keith goes in for a little
of that vocal stuff himself—

without missing a beat.
[TRIBUNE Photos by Walter Kale]

and which Keith says has
put them in big debt. “An-
tonioni offered us the guitar
smashing bit in the movie,
‘Blow-up,’ ” said Keith, “but
we had a club date at
the time. So they used the

Yardbirds, who copied our
bit.”
After the show, a fan asked

Peter what he‘d do for a
guitar tomorrow.

“Glue it back together,” he
answered.

With an act like that, what ‘

do they do for an encare?

Here’s a switch on moving:
Gloria Green McPherson has
sold her Evanston home and
will move to Williamsburg
village in Skokie soon. Mean-

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