Record Mirror carries an article titled “A Disturbing Group” by Richard Green. He says “I Can’t Explain”, “is not really typical of The Who’s style” noting that one of the songs in their set is played for 26 minutes total.
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Four young Mods caused a disturbance in a Soho club the other night in which several hundred people were involved. The police were not called and the boys were later congratulated on their actions.
No, not a news paragraph from a paper, but a brief report on what regularly happens when the Who play at the Marquee.
The Who definitely are Mods. Their audience is large of the same faith, bu a good sprinkling of show biz personalities always turn up to see the group.
Their manager, Kit Lambert, spent some time in a nearby pub trying to convince me about the group’s merits. A very loquacious gentleman who takes great pains to put his points across.
Then we were joined by Who drummer Keith Moon. Keith was wearing an emerald roll collar shirt and had a lot of black hair worn long.
“We call ourselves Mods, bu its not a disadvantage.” he said “The people who come along identify themselves with us. They look at us on stage and think they’re like us”
“But we go down just as well in big Rocker areas”
It was only when we went into the Marquee and saw the Who on stage that I realized they would be recording technicians nightmare if they went into the studio and played in their normal manner.
The best part of their appeal I am convinced lays in the antics of lead guitarist Pete Townshend. He is the first man I have seen who really shows that he understands what electronic guitar means
When he’s not actually playing or twiddling knobs to create weird sounds, he dances about the stage and waves his arms above his head. He is also inclined to turn and ram the finger board of his guitar into the amplifier causing several large tears in the material.
Keith really does his nut on the drums and twirls the sticks frequently. At the end of their session his shirt was heavy with perspiration.
For some reason bass guitarist John Entwhistle (sic) (who sometimes calls himself John Brown) looks bored with the whole things and barely moves more than two inches at one time
Singer Roger Daltrey resembles one of Julias Ceasar’s mob, but probes he’s not in history with his vocals. HE can rave with the best of them and often adds to the sound effects with his rubbing his microphone underneath the cymbal while it is being bashed.
It is true that “I Can’t Explain” is not really typical of the Who’s style. But then one number at the Marquee lasted for 26 minutes. These days that would be the length of an average album