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QUADROPHENIA (The Who, 1973)

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Artist: The Who (B+)

Recording Dates: May - Jun 1972 and May - Sep 1973

Release Date: October 13th, 1973. UK

Record Label: Track / MCA

Producer: The Who, Kit Lambert

Rating: 10 (MUST HAVE, ICONIC ALBUM)

Era: Hard Rock (1968-???)

Subgenre: Hard Rock

Best Song: Love Reign O'er Me

Disc 1: 1) I Am The Sea; 2) The Real Me; 3) Quadrophenia 4) Cut My Hair; 5) The Punk And The Godfather; 6) I'm The One; 7) The Dirty Jobs; 8) Helpless Dancer; 9) Is It In My Head?; 10) I've Had Enough;

Disc 2: 11) 5:15; 12) Sea And Sand; 13) Drowned; 14) Bell Boy; 15) Doctor Jimmy; 16) The Rock; 17) Love Reign O'er Me

Quadrophenia, no less. A massive, almost spiritual album. A true icon of modern music, starting with its magnificent cover art by Ethan Russell, one of my all-time favorites. One of the most influential rock albums. The best of the rock operas... or at least grant me that it's the most comprehensive. In short, this is one of the greatest albums in history... and yet it's considered by many to be The Who's biggest flop, along with Lifehouse, and is said to mark the beginning of the band's decline. How can this be explained? Well, the explanation is actually quite simple, but first, let's set the scene:

 

At this point in the film, The Who were surveying the world from the top. They were part of the elite. Tommy first, and Who's Next?, followed, propelled them to stardom. Yes, I know that Sell Out is also very good, but I assure you that Moon didn't buy Rolls Royces thanks to I Can See For Miles. They weren't just one of the few groups that successfully transitioned from the '60s to the '70s; they also became a benchmark for others to follow, turning everything they did into a trend. But while they were traveling in limousines and private jets and buying recording studios, they were also suffering a profound internal crisis that, in some ways, reminds us of the end of The Beatles. And, like Lennon/McCartney, The Who had such distinct and disparate personalities that they bordered on caricature. If you like the Beatles parallel, I think in The Who Keith Moon was Ringo, John Entwistle was George, Pete Townshend was Lennon, McCartney and Yoko all at once and Roger Daltrey was Robert Plant.

 

Roger was a tough, violent guy, the kind who settled disputes and televisions with his fists. He'd even been kicked out of The Who in the past for beating Keith up, though he was reinstated a few days later with the promise to control his temper. He'd always been considered the band's weak link. Pete even went so far as to say that he considered Keith, John, and himself geniuses, but that Roger was just another singer. This changed completely in '69 with Tommy. At that moment, Roger achieved widespread recognition from the public, critics, and, most importantly, his own bandmates. The Who finally had the singer they needed for their wild yet thoughtful style, and it turned out to be the one they already had and criticized so much, the one who'd been out more than in. And with his newfound status and his ego through the roof, Daltrey transformed into a superstar diva, overly obsessed with his image. Robert Plant's earlier look wasn't entirely a joke: with his fringed vests open to show his torso, it was true that he looked like a short, dancing copy of Plant.

The unflappable John Entwistle, for his part, felt that the Who's success somehow stifled his true creative aspirations. Pete was the songwriter and the one who defined the band's style. As a leader, he was quite dictatorial (not to mention a complete bastard) and had difficulty accepting other people's ideas. As his only alternative, John was the first of the Who to release a solo album. At the time, Entwistle's Smash Your Head Against the Wall went completely unnoticed, but it's a great album. If you compare it with Townshend's Who Came First (which also wasn't very successful), you'll see how little they had in common.

Keith Moon was an absolute mess, a kid in an adult's body... well, what the hell! He was completely nuts. Even in school, his teachers would say lovely things about him like, "Artistically retarded. Idiotic in other respects" (sic). His presence was synonymous with chaos. His obsession with fire and blowing up hotel toilets caused him countless problems and led to his financial ruin, although his extraordinary penchant for buying (and crashing) expensive cars also played a significant role in the latter. Battling the drums was good therapy for him. Moon managed to channel some of his mischievous hyperactivity with the drumsticks, developing that unhinged and overwhelming style that propelled him to the podium of rock's greatest drummers. You'll hear people say that Moon was anarchic and unorthodox, that he couldn't keep time, and a thousand other things. And there may be some truth to all of that, but it doesn't matter: Keith Moon remains one of the three greats of all time. And of the three, he was the most unmistakable. If we listened to hundreds of tracks, we'd identify Moon's beats without a doubt. However, Tommy and Who's Next? required a much more controlled version of Keith Moon. If you know the saying about the elephant and the china shop, it was as unnatural as if the elephant were tiptoeing in so as not to disturb anyone. And all that histrionics that stopped pounding the drums translated into total chaos offstage. Keith's habitual use and abuse of alcohol, drugs, and prescription drugs transformed into continuous loss of control, and, well, you know how it all ended years later. We all know dozens of cases of people who never knew how to handle success, and Keith Moon is undoubtedly part of that sad group and is one of the most tragic and extreme examples.

And Pete Townshend, for his part... well, the big-nosed guy was an undisputed genius and felt enormous pressure to live up to the expectations always placed on his projects. In his mind, the success of The Who was the benchmark to surpass. And he was more or less achieving it until Tommy came along. How the hell could Tommy be surpassed? It certainly didn't seem easy. By then, Pete was no longer capable of considering music as a simple collection of songs. He only valued conceptual projects. The Who had pivoted towards art rock. And here, it must be said, Townshend lost his mind a bit. His ideas went from being too ambitious to practically unfeasible for that time. Hence the Lifehouse fiasco. And although everyone blamed him for the tremendous failure, he considered himself the only one who had shown genuine interest in bringing the project to fruition. Then it turned out that this astonishing collection of recycled songs that is Who's Next? was a more than surprising success, but a deep rift had emerged that threatened to break up the group at its peak.

 

So what now? How to approach a new album in such a tense atmosphere? Pete had the brilliant idea of capitalizing on these personal differences and making them part of the narrative thread of a new rock opera, initially titled not Quadrophenia but Rock Is Dead - Long Live Rock!, starring The Who themselves, and which would serve as a kind of musical autobiography for the band. Rock Is Dead would feature new compositions but would also include songs from Lifehouse that hadn't made it onto Who's Next?. So he got to work.

 

Some consider Quadrophenia a Pete Townshend solo album with The Who as his backing band, and it's not really an exaggeration to say so. He conceived the story, composed all the music, wrote the lyrics, and played half the instruments. What's more, he even recorded the entire album by himself as a demo (look it up online; it's easy to find and well worth it) and gave it to his bandmates so they could re-record it together. Not bad for a guy who had just turned 27 and was suffering from serious and worsening hearing problems. If you look at the album credits, you'll find: “Quadrophenia” in its entirety by Pete Townshend. His would be the glory, and his the failure. Clearly, all of this didn't exactly help heal the band's wounds.

 

A clear indication of the internal rift within The Who is that after recording for a couple of months, they had to put everything on hold, and the project remained in limbo for a whole year. The reason? Well, John released a solo album (his second), Roger released a solo album, Pete released a solo album, Entwistle took the opportunity to record yet another solo album, and Moon... well, Moon went even further off the rails, and during the lulls in his recklessness, he made his acting debut in JD Clover's That'll Be the Day. He had a blast.

Regarding solo albums, thinking now about what each of them had written for The Who, it's almost surreal that Daltrey was the most successful.

 

During this hiatus, a simple conversation with "Irish" Jack Lyon (one of the band's earliest fans during their mod era) led Townshend to change his mind and decide to completely rebuild the project. The story of Lifehouse seemed to be repeating itself: Goodbye Long Live Rock! Hello Quadrophenia. Thus, the new opera would focus on Jimmy, a mod from '63, one of those Who fans who fully identified with "I Can't Explain" and "My Generation," adopting them as their own generational anthems. Jimmy suffers from quadruple personality disorder ("Doubly schizophrenic," Pete corrects me), and each of his multiple personalities corresponds to the character of one of the band members. In this way, in Jimmy's mind we find the tough, rebellious one (Roger), the kind and charming one (John), the wild and totally carefree one (Keith), and the restless cynic (Pete). Furthermore, each of these personalities is represented by a musical theme that emerges at different points in the album, as if it were a true soundtrack. One of the goals was to create a more cinematic work than Tommy, which at that time they had not yet managed to adapt for the big screen.

 

The title not only referred to Jimmy's four personalities, but also to the band's intention to put the expensive sound equipment they had purchased for the complex live recordings of the infamous Lifehouse to good use. They wanted to experiment with the novel and promising quadrophonic sound, which quickly became a passing fad but is considered a precursor to what we now know as surround sound. Quadrophenia certainly didn't do the technology any favors. They were truly determined to use quadrophonic sound at all costs, but then, when assembling the tracks, the effect was lost because the instrumental parts drowned out the vocal tracks. So the final product was simply a conventional stereo recording. Pink Floyd, the nouveau riche, knew how to get much more out of the technology, using it in their live shows with Money and years later releasing a quadrophonic reissue of the complete The Dark Side of the Moon.

Well, and since we're on the topic of editing and production, note that Kit Lambert, after the hiatus of Who's Next?, is once again credited as a producer, but the general consensus is that this is simply a rights issue. It's known that Townshend wanted him involved in the project, but it's highly doubtful that Lambert, at this stage of his life sinking into drugs and alcohol, would have been of much use on an album as immense as Quadrophenia. It's likely that Glyn Johns had more influence on the final result than Lambert himself. In fact, the band's already severely strained relationship with their longtime producer (Roger had discovered some irregularities in the accounts) finally broke down completely here. Pete lost what little faith he had left in him, and they would never work together again.

 

Because his story is more realistic (and less absurd) than Tommy's, many mistakenly believe that Quadrophenia requires a purely literal interpretation, and some even call it the mod bible. And yes, his story does mention mods, but only as a tribute to the band's early fans—a rather peculiar tribute, since the frivolity of the movement is constantly criticized, and the music is clearly closer to rockers than mods, right? In reality, the main themes of Quadrophenia are Pete Townshend's own identity issues and spiritual quests. If we look closely at this story, which owes so much to Anthony Burgess's A Clockwork Orange, beneath that maladjusted kid, eager to belong , we find Townshend himself speaking about his youthful alienation, what playing in a rock band meant to him, and above all, how he found the answers he sought in the teachings of his idol, Meher Baba. And indeed, at its core, Quadrophenia is nothing more than yet another tribute from Pete Townshend to his spiritual mentor.

And, well, it's not just what Quadrophenia tells, but also how it tells it: Freed from the large doses of crypticism and narrative surrealism of Tommy, which not even his own colleagues understood a damn thing about, these are possibly Townshend's best lyrics.

 

Okay, all this stuff about mods, youth, alienation, and Meher Baba's nonsense might sound a bit pretentious, but it's really good. Very profound and inspiring, yes. But we're talking about rock here. How's the music?

Well, the truth is that the music lives up to the project. It even has as many outstanding moments as Who's Next? itself. Had I unleashed my inner fanboy, I would have dyed all the songs red except I'm The Sea because I'm not into sonic experiments, Is It In My Head? because I find it the least inspired on the album (though not bad) and because it lacks punch, and The Rock simply because it's redundant with Quadrophenia. There are four songs that easily make the band's top 20: Love Reign O'er Me (of course), 5:15, The Real Me, and The Punk Meets The Godfather. The rest are good songs that rise to the level within the context of the album, because Quadrophenia (like The Wall or Sgt. Pepper) can't be judged solely on its music.

Instrumentally, the four members of The Who are brilliant, I'd say at their peak. And Pete once again makes clever use of strings and synthesizers, trying to keep the band sounding as powerful as ever... and he "almost" succeeds. It's The Who's most ambitious work, and they achieve something truly difficult: being very pompous (and I mean VERY pompous) without the album ever falling apart. We can say that, for a double album approaching an hour and a half, there's very little filler, if we even consider it filler at all. As I said, there are a few songs that slightly lower the overall quality or that could easily be omitted, but there isn't a single weak track on Quadrophenia. Something we can't say about the band's other major albums.

Of course, the same thing always happens with the best double albums: if The Who had made a selection to fit it onto a single disc, the result could have been [insert your most exaggerated adjective here]. The fact is, Townshend says he had over 50 songs ready and they could easily have released a quadruple album, which would have allowed them to keep playing with the number 4.

 

Even with the possible filler, Quadrophenia is perhaps their strongest album. It's a matter of taste, but if you ask me, I'd put it on par with Who's Next? and (I think Corvan would disagree) a notch above the iconic Tommy and the never sufficiently appreciated Sell Out. CORVAN'S NOTE: Although Quadrophenia has grown in my estimation and I consider all three albums to be undisputed masterpieces, I still prefer Tommy and Who's Next? I should point out that Quadrophenia certainly has greater musical polish, a more mature story, and many more tracks that work on their own than Tommy, but somehow I'm still more captivated by Tommy's freshness. It's a matter of taste, but curiously, by a twist of fate, this week Classic Rock Magazine asked what the best concept album of all time is, and Quadrophenia received far more mentions than Tommy, and indeed, than any other album. – End of Corvan's note, I return the microphone to Marlaior.

 

Okay, but let's see: if everything is so perfect, where's the problem? Why is it that when people talk about Quadrophenia, they call it a masterpiece but also one of the band's biggest flops? What did they do wrong?

The key is that Townshend focused all his music on his concerts. On stage, they were the best band on the planet. By far. From the legendary moment when the big-nosed guy accidentally smashed his Rickenbacker against the ceiling of the Railway Hotel stage in '64, The Who's performances became a cathartic spectacle that dwarfed all other bands. Proof of this is that Jagger and company hid the tapes of the Rock and Roll Circus in a drawer for three decades because their lackluster and pathetic performance couldn't stand up to comparison with the Who's tremendous rendition of "A Quick One While He's Away." If anyone hasn't seen it yet, they're missing out. Being overshadowed like Hendrix was when he burned his Fender at Monterey was a tragedy they weren't used to and didn't know how to handle.

And so it happened that with Quadrophenia there was a miscalculation that affected the most sacred thing: their concerts. With Tommy, they had decided to forgo orchestrations and simply adapt and electrify the songs. And that was a great success. That decision is one of the reasons why some of us prefer Live At Leeds to Tommy. But for Quadrophenia, Pete insisted on being faithful to the studio versions... and it turned out that it was impossible to translate the album to the stage exactly as it had been recorded. Townshend's initial idea was for a pianist and a full orchestra to tour with them, but the rest flatly refused, and they ended up resorting to pre-recorded tracks, which was another mistake. The Who were used to Keith Moon's anarchy and were able to adapt to the madness that crossed his perverse and disordered mind at any moment during live performances, always giving the songs a new and chaotic dimension. But by using pre-recorded tracks, Keith was the one who had to adapt to a rhythm set by a metronome. And that, at this point, was asking the impossible. Keith was as uncontrollable live as he was incapable of keeping precise time. From the very first concert, the album's promotional tour was an absolute disaster. During that first performance in Stoke, synchronization with the tapes was impossible, and the decision was made to drop the three songs that gave them the most trouble from then on: "Is It In My Head," "The Dirty Jobs," and "I've Had Enough" (Keith Moon would never play them again). But things didn't improve. The chaos reached its peak a week later when the tour arrived in Newcastle. At that concert, Pete was seen completely out of control, seeing another failure looming. When the 5:15 pre-recordings came in 15 seconds late and played backward, Townshend stopped playing. He grabbed Bob Pridden, the Who's longtime sound engineer (45 years in the position), by the neck. Pridden was in charge of the tapes and dragged him to the center of the stage to berate and slap him in front of the entire audience while the other members of The Who continued playing! Then he ripped the tapes from the soundboard and smashed them to pieces to everyone's astonishment. Next, he smashed his Les Paul against the floor. The concert was suspended for 20 minutes and resumed with a revised setlist that included only old hits. Quadrophenia was completely omitted from its debut performance. It's said that Townshend could be heard cursing and berating the audience throughout the concert for their inability to understand concepts he couldn't simplify any further. They say that his usual ritual of destroying instruments (for the second time at this concert) was more charged with rage than ever. You see? Who was the aggressive one? The press smelled blood, and the next day's headlines were juicy. It was a one-off, extreme incident, the result of all the pressure Townshend was under. Townshend, by the way, is not only a close friend of Pridden's, but also the godfather of his son. He surely regretted the incident for a long time and has probably apologized a few times since.

Of course, the tour continued, but the atmosphere within the band was far from good. During a tense argument at rehearsals, Townshend tried to hit Daltrey over the head with his guitar, and Daltrey responded by knocking him down with a punch that split his lip and left him unconscious. By this point, Roger had gained so much influence in the band that no one considered kicking him out, as they had done years before when he punched Keith. Pete even downplayed the incident, saying it was all Townshend's fault and that his attitude had earned him the punch. Roger, for his part, would say that the importance given to that episode had been blown out of proportion.

Nor were circumstances kind to The Who: Quadrophenia was released in the midst of the OPEC crisis. —Huh?! What does that have to do with anything?! Well, the oil shortage translated into a vinyl shortage, and therefore the first pressing of the album was extremely short and very expensive. For the vast majority of fans, it was impossible to get a copy before the UK tour ended, so, in general, concertgoers simply didn't know the songs, much less their conceptual story. And I think we can all agree that neither the music nor the concept of Quadrophenia is easily digestible on the first listen.

To all these vicissitudes must be added the fact that Moon's erratic behavior worsened drastically when Kim Kerrigan, his wife at the time, left him, taking their daughter Mandy with her. During the first concert of the US tour, at the Cow Palace in Daly City, the drummer overdosed on a mixture of whiskey and tranquilizers and collapsed while playing "Won't Get Fooled Again." The concert had to be interrupted for about half an hour. After a cold shower and a cortisone injection, Moon was able to continue playing. But shortly afterward, he collapsed again during "Magic Bus." This time, they were unable to get him up. He had to be taken to a hospital while the others tried to find a way to finish the show. A little-known fact about that historic concert is that the opening act that night was a very young Lynyrd Skynyrd, and surprisingly, when Keith Moon collapsed, no one thought of Bob Burns. Burns was watching The Who perform right below the stage. His own colleagues tried to encourage him to go up and play, but by this point he was too drunk and scared, and he sighed with relief when a volunteer appeared.

There are concerts that leave scenes seared into the collective memory: the aforementioned image of Hendrix kneeling before his burning guitar in Monterey; Johnny Rotten devastated at the Winterland Ballroom in San Francisco while the other Sex Pistols finished their own version of the Stooges' "No Fun"; Lennon beside himself, sweeping the keyboards with his elbow at Shea Stadium; Dylan booed by the hippie crowd for bringing out a Stratocaster at the Newport Folk Festival (hippies, hipsters?)... We could add to that list Townshend asking the audience at the Cow Palace, "Can anybody play the drums?... CAN ANYBODY PLAY THE DRUMS?!... I mean someone good! ...Well, anybody?" Anyway, the volunteer from the audience got up there and played the three songs that closed the show with sufficient skill. Moon recovered the next day and the tour was able to continue, and a couple of days later the Who were already playing in Inglewood. But by then, and for posterity, Thomas Scot Halpin had managed to etch his name in history for which he wasn't destined, going down in history as the man who was the drummer for The Who for fifteen minutes. The cost of that ticket must have seemed like the best money he'd ever spent.

 

And even with all this (and what I'm leaving out to avoid going on too long), The Who didn't lose the essence of their live performances. The only way they found to reduce synchronization problems with the tapes was to cut more songs and add more older material. By this point, the setlist only included 9 of the 17 tracks from the album they intended to promote. Furthermore, since it was likely that the American audience wouldn't be familiar with mod culture, it was decided that between songs Roger and Pete would take turns explaining the story they were trying to tell, which obviously disrupted the flow of the show.

Perhaps all the problems and frustration are the reason why the Quadrophenia tour is The Who's least documented tour since Sell Out. But even so, they remained the best live band on the planet. Do yourselves a favor and find Tales From The Who, the bootleg of the Philadelphia concert, one of the few surviving recordings of that damned tour. There are technical errors, yes, but the performance is simply brutal. A scandal. After listening to it, try telling me that Live At Leeds is better. Because we can easily pull out Lennon's famous joke about Ringo: Is Live At Leeds the best live album ever?

Quadrophenia doesn't begin with a proper song, but rather with a relaxing collage of sounds suggestively titled "I Am The Sea". The sound of ocean waves crashing against Brighton's pier in the midst of a storm can be heard. The sea will play a metaphorical role throughout the entire album, referencing Meher Baba, who "said" (in quotation marks because Baba remained voluntarily mute for the last 44 years of his life and expressed himself through gestures or by pointing to letters) things like "I am the ocean of love" or "All rivers flow in me. I am the ocean."

The synthesizer emerges and very slowly begins to spread a blanket that threatens to engulf the waves. Pete plays with the equalizer, and an illusory, distorted "Who I am?... Who I am?" seems to play, while a whispered "I'm the sea" is heard. This effect weakens and eventually fades away, and the serenity of the sea returns. Then, one after another, fragments of the four central themes that underpin the album's structure are layered: "Helpless Dancer," "Is It Me?," "Bell Boy," and "Love, Reign O'er Me." They represent Jimmy's four personalities, but also, respectively, the characters of Roger, John, Keith, and Pete. Interspersed throughout are tiny snippets of isolated choirs, trumpet arrangements, synthesizers, and violins, taken from other songs on the album. The track ends abruptly with a bridge to the next song, featuring Daltrey's voice asking, "Can you see the real me? Can yah!?" I'm not a big fan of these sound experiments, but in this case at least it makes a lot of sense and gives the album an intentional cinematic feel, perfectly fulfilling its purpose as an introduction.

 

Now, the rock explodes with the tremendous "The Real Me". All four members of The Who are at an incredibly high level on this track, but take my word for it, turn up the volume (and if you can, turn it up even more) and pay special attention to what Keith Moon and John Entwistle are doing here, because words simply don't do it justice. Keith is a lion that's been caged for two albums and has suddenly had the door thrown open. He sounds overwhelming, explosive, and almost out of control, and yet he doesn't drown out the song as he sometimes did in the past. On Quadrophenia, they'll rein him in for much of the album, but in moments of freedom like this, when they give him a little space, he sounds like the wild Keith Moon of Sell Out and proves that there's no one else like him. For his part, Entwistle is one of the bassists who has accumulated the most memorable moments throughout his entire career. Everyone mentions "My Generation," but I think this unleashed phrasing is his best work. What they have here is a genuine, improvised jam, recorded in a single take, jamming together in one take, sometimes playfully weaving in Townshend's power chords, and, when Townshend pauses mid-song, throwing in razor-sharp counterpoints to Daltrey's verses. Impressive. Seriously. This time, Pete's hard-rocking guitar riffs create the thunderous rhythm section, and the result is one of the most powerful tracks in the Who's catalog. It's incredible how this guy always had the ability to squeeze every last drop of power from just three or four chords. And Daltrey returns to his most visceral side and doesn't back down from his bandmates. That guy who years ago raised so many doubts has finally found his voice in the form of an aggressive roar that he can control, transforming it into the tenderest of whispers. There's no other singer who fits like a glove in a band as raw and muscular as the Who, a band that tackles deep and complex themes with such emotion. His personal touch is perfectly captured in that furious chorus with trumpets providing backing vocals, where he sings "Can you see the real me, MOTHER!?" The song tells the story of a troubled Jimmy, unable to discern which of his personalities is the authentic one. Neither science, nor family, nor religion helps him find the answers he seeks.

Pete is really talking about existential problems and teenage identity crises. What kid doesn't feel misunderstood? Who hasn't thought that others don't really know them for who they truly are?

Awesome!

"Quadrophenia" is the first instrumental track on the album, and we could say it comes a little early and perhaps slows down the album's flow. Perhaps they wanted to avoid the criticism that once labeled Tommy's Underture as filler, considering a 10-minute instrumental closing out a side a clear example of blatant padding. Be that as it may, Quadrophenia is a gem (and I always emphasize how hesitant I am about instrumental tracks). It has a suite structure and can be considered a complete rock opera within another rock opera. Its instrumentation is complex and intricate, but basically, we can say that synthesizers dominate the scene. The most interesting aspect is undoubtedly how, throughout its six-plus minutes, the leitmotifs representing Jimmy's different personalities unfold.

Right from the start, we're greeted with Keith's Theme, the opening chord progression of Bell Boy, playing over an acoustic strum that, laugh if you want, reminds me of the beginning of Pinball Wizard. Then, at 0:47, we hear Townshend's solo transform into the melody of It Is Me?, which represents the tenderness of John's Theme. Shortly after, we encounter that synthesizer mimicking the sharp zigzag of a violin section that also appears during the bipolar (or quadripolar?) Dr. Jimmy. At 1:37, the guitar phrasing is replaced by the bombastic horn overture of Helpess Dancer, with the whole band adding tension around it, and then, at 2:05, we're met with the staccato piano chords (which here are simplified to a single note) completing Roger's Theme. Finally, to hear Pete's Theme, we have to wait until 4:02, when the sonic fog clears and the three-note piano ostinato emerges, announcing the entrance of Love Reign O'er Me's hypnotic synthesizer. This is one of the songs the band had to stop playing right at the start of the promotional tour because Moon was unable to sync up with the pre-recorded tracks, and they didn't play it live again until '96.

The order of the songs on Quadrophenia is often a topic of debate because, although The Who tell a story, it doesn't seem to follow a linear path. The general consensus is that "Cut My Hair" should be the first track on the album, as it represents the moment when Jimmy decides to join the Mods. It begins with a clean guitar solo by Townshend over a bed of cymbals and synthesizers. The riff lasts only a few seconds but returns throughout the song to fill the silences in the vocal track. Pete also takes on lead vocals. His voice doesn't have Roger's powerful character, which, along with the accompanying piano, gives the song a gentle, almost pop feel. A simple drum roll by Moon bridges the abrupt entrance of a catchy, two-part chorus, with Daltrey complementing Pete and Keith running all over his drum kit, laying down a frenetic, almost martial rhythm.

Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents five inches long. I'm out on the street again and I'm leaping along.

I'm dressed right for a beach fight,

But I just can't explain why that uncertain feeling is still here in my brain.

It sounds deliciously sixties, reminiscent of The Who during the Sell Out era. In fact, like an Easter egg, this chorus hides the titles of several songs from the pre-Tommy period: Out In The Street, I Can't Explain, and Zoot Suit (the band's first single during that period when they changed their name to The High Numbers). At 2:30, the verse builds in intensity and accelerates to match the chorus. In this part, Moon sounds a bit strained, but the melody flows beautifully. At 3:06, as the band wraps up, a police report begins to play on the radio or television, describing a series of clashes between mods and rockers in Brighton in which Jimmy himself was allegedly involved. The song ends, but the radio continues playing while a kettle begins to whistle.

Jimmy seeks refuge in the mods. He has to cut his hair, dress well, and participate in the usual fights to earn the respect of a bunch of people like him, many of whom he doesn't really know. It's that or be an outcast. He tries hard to fit in, but that inner frustration remains. It's not that he doesn't get along with his parents, but they found drugs hidden in his possession, and he knows something has broken between them. They might kick him out. The song talks about how kids take refuge in groups and gangs because it's the only way they find to fit in, giving up their own identity to conform to others.

In the peculiar hard rocker "The Punk and the Godfather" (released as "The Punk Meets the Godfather" on early American editions), Townshend once again provides backing vocals for Roger and complements Moon on the rhythm section with a riff vaguely reminiscent of "Acid Queen," while Entwistle reappears with another frenetic bass line that serves as a superb second vocal track, responding to everyone. I get the feeling that Daltrey overacts at times, as if he were singing in a Broadway musical, although I suppose that's the effect they were going for. The playful chorus plays with forced key changes and at times reminds me of Bowie's vaudeville-tinged early albums. Well, perhaps a bit more testosterone-fueled.

 

I'm the guy in the sky. Flying high. Flashing eyes. No surprise I told lies

I'm the punk in the gutter!! I'm the new president But I grew and I bent

Don't you know? don't it show? I'm the punk with the stutte!!

The chorus closes with Roger's strange, distorted falsetto stuttering a descending "My my my my my ggg-ggg-ggg-ge-ne-ra-tion." At 2:50, the melody becomes especially delightful in Pete's voice. Daltrey joins in a couple of verses later, and the "audience" begins to applaud. Then, after a few guitar riffs, the song resumes its structure.

As for his story, Jimmy attends a concert (it's understood to be The Who). Those musicians had been his untouchable idols and represented the rebellious spirit he aspired to. But their music has evolved, and they've become wealthy by selling their image. In a way, Jimmy feels betrayed. When he approaches them backstage, that wall between artist and audience becomes evident, the same wall that Roger Waters would talk about a few years later (it's impossible to write a review of Quadrophenia or Tommy without Waters' name appearing somewhere). That music, that attitude, that stuttering in "My Generation"—all of it was nothing more than a pose and a business.

For Pete, people idealize their idols and want to be like them, but rock and music in general are too volatile and commercialized trends to be a true benchmark. In short, another disappointment for Jimmy, who has fewer and fewer role models left in his life. A classic that serves as the closing track for side A of the first vinyl record.

Pete once again takes center stage in the introspective "I'm One", which begins with his acoustic guitar arpeggiating over a melancholic string arrangement, while he sings about personal frustrations and feelings of being a loser. The chorus is incredibly simple and a pure act of self-affirmation:

But I'm one. I am one.

And I can see that this is me, and I will be, You'll all see I'm the one.

At 0:53 the electric guitar, bass and drums join in and the song definitely acquires a clear country tone that was barely noticeable in the acoustic part.

Jimmy is depressed. On the verge of collapse. At some point he can't remember, he bought clothes that don't fit him well. He has an expensive guitar even though he can't play it, and his voice is too shrill. He feels like a complete loser and still doesn't know who he is. I like that play on words with "I'm one." Pete is referring to a boy with multiple selves who wants to be just one, and at the same time, he's talking about people who want to be special. Because for Pete, we all want to be unique (even though we then follow trends and imitate what we like in others). That obsession with standing out from the crowd is a wellspring of frustration.

With the originality of "The Dirty Jobs", we return once again to the theatricality of Broadway musicals. The song opens with the French horn that identifies "Roger's Theme." The entire track is built upon Entwistle's deep bass line and Chris Stainton's obsessive staccato piano chords, which are also part of "Roger's Theme." The melody is catchy from beginning to end, and the chorus is one of the best on the album. Towards the end, a cheering crowd and the grunt of a pig serve as a bizarre finale, superimposed over a band playing a typical American march known as "The Thunderer."

Jimmy has landed a job as a garbage collector, but he realizes it's not for him. He's an idealistic rebel and harshly criticizes the conformists who let themselves be walked all over in their dead-end jobs. He's still young and inexperienced, but he can't understand how they could have forgotten their dreams and ideals.

From what I read, this song is often associated with Jimmy's political and union consciousness, supposedly as if he were standing up for his rights. I don't think this is accurate: the Mods never displayed any kind of ideology and were generally just kids who needed to work any job they could find to buy their expensive motorcycles and stylish clothes (and their drugs). I see it more as an act of arrogance and self-indulgence, feeling superior to people working in alienating and unpleasant jobs that he didn't want to do.

 

"Helpless Dancer" is even more pompous and operatic, and even more underrated. In fact, it's possibly the most underrated track on all of Quadrophenia. On first listen, it's really hard to digest. It's like a WTF?! But when you understand what's going on, it amazes and captivates you.

A French horn (played by Daltrey in the studio but later by John for live performances) makes a bombastic entrance with a piano, adding a great deal of drama (isn't everything in adolescence excessively profound?). An acoustic guitar joins the piano, strumming obsessively and practically without melody. Then the instrumentation stops, and the piano begins to unleash dry, staccato chords. The song takes on a schizophrenic quality when Roger starts to sing, with each phrase alternating between the speakers. I imagine that with quadraphonic sound it would be utter madness.

When a man is running from his boss / who holds a gun that fires "cost" And people die from being cold / or left alone because they're old

And bombs are dropped on fighting cats / and children's dreams are run with rats If you complain you disappear / just like the lesbians and queers

At 1:03 the rest of the band enters to increase the intensity of Daltrey's complaints, who at 1:30 leaves some verses unfinished:

And when a man is trying to change / But only causes further pain You realize that all along / Something in us is going wrong.. .

And the band launches into the coda, which is simply a repetition of the initial intro with piano, French horn, and guitar. And when the music fades, Roger completes the verse with one of his roars:

… You stop dancing!!

The song doesn't have a chorus; it's just Daltrey ranting about everything. It's very short, barely two and a half minutes long. And subtract 30 seconds for the intro, another 30 for the coda, and 30 more for an ending with a lot of ambient sound, where you can hear the beginning of "The Kids Are All Right" and a snippet of "Is It In My Head?" which will play next. As for the lyrics, "Helpless Dancer" is about Jimmy's frustration with society and how that frustration gradually transforms into anger.

This is Roger's Theme. The fact that this persona bears Roger's name isn't meant as a slight, nor is it Pete implying that Daltrey is a jerk. If that were the case, I don't think Quadrophenia would have ever been published, would it? Rather, Pete is describing a part of his own personality that views the world with arrogance and intransigence, making him, at times, as aggressive as Daltrey.

As mentioned earlier, the album continues with a much more conventional power ballad called "Is It In My Head?", in which bass and piano lay a solid foundation over a backdrop of synthesizers, while the guitar traces sharp phrases throughout the song in a somewhat scattered fashion. Glyn Johns' unmistakable hand is very noticeable in the production. The song isn't bad, but here we find Roger singing with little intensity, as if he had to record this first thing on a Monday morning, and this lack of enthusiasm permeates the song. It becomes more evident in the key changes, but it's not something that ruins everything. It might go unnoticed were it not for the fact that we can compare it to the live versions and the Townshend demo, which are much more emotive and convincing, and which are a significant improvement over the studio version. Roger always expressed dissatisfaction with the album's production regarding his vocal tracks. Obviously, in Lambert's absence, the blame for this must fall on Pete... The highlight of Is It In My Head? is found in some two-part choruses (don't they sound a bit like Yes?) and in which Entwistle sings alongside Roger.

Then, at 2:30, there's a short bridge where the song picks up speed and rocks aggressively, momentarily losing all its languor. The guitar closes the song with a languid solo that drifts along with the current.

Sometimes Jimmy is an irritating slacker. Sometimes he's a complete grouch. Sometimes he's overly sentimental, and other times he's almost paranoid and suspicious. He realizes there's something erratic and inconsistent about his gloomy view of things. So he wonders if he's really that miserable or just bitter.

 

The first disc concludes with "I've Had Enough", which kicks off with a powerful, sweeping piano intro that harks back to the most visceral The Who. By this point, we were already missing them. It's especially refreshing to see the aggressive, unrestrained Moon back, throwing in drum fills that barely fit. The song seems tailor-made to showcase his frenetic style, and Keith knows how to exploit it. Absolutely. It's a real shame he only played it live once, at the tour's opening show. Then Roger enters with that superb, soaring presence.

 

YOU....!

...were under the impression that when you were walking forwards You'd end up further onward but things ain't quite that simple

 

It's one of my favorite moments on the album. And I know it's just me, but Daltrey's opening lines and Townshend's phrasing at the end of the verses around the one-minute mark remind me of "Don't Get Fooled Again." At 1:23, the melody shifts abruptly, introducing a slight variation of the chorus from "Love, Reign O'er Me," where Roger sings directly over the synthesizer riff. And I'll take this opportunity to say: despite the minor dip in "Is It In My Head," Daltrey is phenomenal. This is Pete's album, yes. But even considering that, Quadrophenia largely rests on Daltrey's incredible power and expressiveness. Who would have thought it five years ago! The brief excerpt from "Love, Reign O'er Me" leads into another section at 2:10 where the dominant instrument is... the banjo! …well, it shouldn't really surprise us, given that the banjo had already made an appearance in the grotesque "Tommy's Holiday Camp" from Tommy and will reappear in the more Americanized "Squeeze Box" from By The Numbers. Where was I? Ah, yes! The banjo bit! Indeed: over a pure bluegrass beat, poor Jimmy gives up on everything. He's found the girl he likes in the arms of his best friend and realizes the mods have been deceiving him. He's been losing all his bearings in life, one after another, and says he's had enough. Fed up with his life, with society and its conventions, fed up with drugs, and fed up with the mods. The whole song is a dialogue between Jimmy's four personalities, and in the end, the most rational and critical side prevails: perhaps salvation lies in finding a conventional job and getting his life in order. Symbolically, he ends up crashing his brand-new scooter. I've Had Enough is a song about the transition between adolescence and adulthood, the change from a totally carefree life to one full of obligations and conventions.

A train station. A bustling atmosphere, announcements over the loudspeakers, and the click of a train door closing. This is how the second vinyl record begins. It's "5:15", the most well-known song on the entire album, a much more conventional rock track, but a true classic. It was, after all, the single that spearheaded Quadrophenia. It has a somewhat deceptive beginning because at first it seems like an emotional ballad with a slow, melancholic piano, and Pete singing that serene "Why should I care? Why should I care?" which is actually a brilliant wormhole leading to "Cut My Hair," the moment when Jimmy decided to join the Mods. But then the guitar traces a bridge over a descending scale, and after a moment to catch his breath, the song explodes, and we have Stainton on piano giving it his all alongside Keith Moon, who is once again a true beast, and the French horn that returns to add character, mirroring Townshend's riff. Roger takes over on vocals, and Pete stays behind to provide backing vocals in a very Motown style, along with John (Glyn Johns, is that you?). While musically, within the creative context of Quadrophenia, the song might seem somewhat conventional (or even commercial, if you prefer), its lyrics are certainly not:

Girls of fifteen (sexually knowing)

The ushers are sniffing (eau-de-coloning) The seats are seductive (celibate sitting) Pretty girls digging (prettier women)

 

Pete says he wrote this verse about a Beatles show in Blackburn after which the seats in the hall stank as if each of those fifteen-year-old girls had peed themselves from so much excitement.

Surprisingly, the chorus's entrance is a textbook anticlimax. The song slows down and lingers on those delightful old-school backing vocals between Pete and John, contrasting sharply with Daltrey's usual muffled roar.

(Inside, outside) leave me alone (Inside outside) nowhere is home (Inside outside) where have I been?

Out of my brain on the five fifteen!!

In the final part, you can't miss Moon's skills to simulate the train's movement on the rails.

The depressed Jimmy no longer knows what to hold on to. He feels that the only time things made any sense was during his mod phase, so he takes some hallucinogens and boards the 5:15 train to Brighton, the scene of the famous mod-rocker clashes of the mid-60s. Clearly, in this song, Pete is talking about a different kind of trip.

"Sea and Sand" is an absolute dichotomy. Throughout its five minutes, melodies of completely opposite character alternate. The calmer ones are built on delicate arpeggios, while the others, much more forceful, strike with their sharp power chords and Keith crushing his drums. The sound of the sea accompanies the entire song, and there are even moments when the instrumentation stops completely, leaving us suspended among the waves and seagulls, including a false ending at 3:27. And it works! Pay attention to the long final coda: if you listen closely, it's a sped-up, more 70s-sounding version of "I'm the Face," the B-side of Zoot Suit's early High Numbers album.

The song's main theme is the excessive importance placed on appearance and physical attributes. When Jimmy arrives in Brighton, he finds that almost nothing remains of what he remembers. The beach is now a quiet place, very different from the bustling scene of mods and rockers fighting that he once knew. Since his parents have finally kicked him out and he has nowhere else to go, Jimmy decides to stay in Brighton. He tries to impress a girl by presenting himself as the charismatic leader of the mods he always wanted to be. For a moment, he forgets his intention to leave behind that superficial life, and symbolically, the verse from "I've Had Enough" just before his resignation is repeated:

My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck I ride a GS scooter with my hair cut neat

I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.

He chooses the image he wants to project carefully, but he lacks confidence and is riddled with insecurities, and perhaps being a mod is a bit outdated. He also realizes that many of the prettiest girls he approaches are, deep down, a little dim-witted.

If Jimmy only had memories left to cling to, now he doesn't even have that.

"Drowned" is the oldest song on the album. Pete composed it back in 1970 as another tribute to his idol, Meher Baba. The first part of the song is a straightforward rocker where everything revolves around a piano riff taken from Joe Cocker's version of Hitchcock Railway (with whom Stainton had collaborated as a member of the Grease Band on all their albums up to that point). In fact, at 0:52 the other instruments fall silent, and for a few seconds the song hangs suspended on that riff. But the best part of the song comes when Moon and Entwistle take over and impose a crushing groove, and Drowned suddenly becomes a 5:15 reprise that is absolutely insane. It's easy to see why it's one of the Who's own favorite songs and why it's the track from this album they've performed live most often. Pete has even incorporated a moving acoustic version of it as a recurring piece in his solo shows. At the end of the song, the sounds of the sea and footsteps on the sand are heard again, along with Townshend humming a fragment of "Sea and Sand." Contradicting the powerful instrumentation, "Drowned" speaks of the despair of a Jimmy who flirts with nihilism and fantasizes about drowning in the sea. It's another reference to Meher Baba's "I am the ocean of love." Pete says he's willing to drown in that ocean.

Perhaps "Bell Boy" has one of the most memorable melodies on the album, but if it became an instant fan favorite, it was primarily due to Keith Moon's incredibly fun performance. It kicks off with Keith pounding the drums over a sea of ​​brass instruments composed by Entwistle. An apotheosis of a Valhalla entrance that Wagner himself would have endorsed had he dedicated himself to rock in the '70s. Roger then sings the main verses, which turn out to be the catchiest and most danceable moment on the album:

The beach is a place where a man can feel he's the only soul in the world that's real...

While strolling through Brighton, Jimmy encounters the charismatic Ace Face, a character who would serve as Sting's film debut in '79 and who, in the '96 Quadrophenia tour—the triumphant return of the band to the stage—would be embodied by Billy Idol. Ace Face was one of the Mod leaders whom Jimmy admired.

Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces riding up in front of a hundred faces?

I don't suppose you would remember me but I used to follow you back in sixty-three

And here comes Moon's voice, who curiously doesn't embody Jimmy but Ace Face, who, with an exaggerated and grotesque Corney accent, confesses that he has changed and now works as a bellboy in one of the hotels that his mod gang had ransacked a couple of years ago:

I've got a good job, and I'm newly born

You should see me dressed up in my uniform I work in hotel, all gilt and flash

Remember the place where the doors were smashed?

Meanwhile, as Moon describes the details of his job, John, Roger, and Pete point at the once rebellious, now servile Ace Face with some fantastic "Bell boy!!" chants that reflect Jimmy's profound disappointment upon discovering that everything he believed in was a lie. A clumsy pose.

At the end of the chorus, Moon regains his usual voice as the former mod leader gets nostalgic reminiscing about the old days:

Some nights I still sleep on the beach remember when stars were in reach I wander in early to work spend my day licking boots for my perks

Townshend really insisted that Keith sing and not act because he didn't want Ace Face to become a comic relief character. But in the end, it didn't matter how much the big-nosed guy insisted: Keith is Keith. And we love him.

For Jimmy, this is the final blow. Ace Face admits his job is crap, but in Jimmy's eyes, he sees that Ace Face is even more miserable than he is.

It's called Keith's Theme and it's meant to reflect Jimmy's more frivolous side.

In "Doctor Jimmy", once again amidst the sounds of waves and storms, we find poor Jimmy on the verge of collapse, no longer able to distinguish whether his thoughts are truly his own. At an excessive eight and a half minutes, it's the longest track on Quadrophenia. The instrumentation is complex and quite overloaded, with a frenetic, staccato synthesizer raising our adrenaline, perfectly complemented by Entwistle's bass. The melodies are once again excellent, and Roger demonstrates his peak form, delivering another of his great performances in which he convincingly alternates between Jimmy's different personalities. I especially like Jimmy's internal dialogue, which we could consider a chorus:

What is it? I'll take it Who is she? I'll rape it

Got a bet there? I'll meet it Getting high? You can't beat it

Then, with the tension mounting and on the verge of breaking, comes "Is It Me?", the leitmotif known as John's Theme, which represents Jimmy's charming and romantic side and by this point is no longer even a song but merely a small fragment of his personality. Here, Roger is tender and fragile, as if trying to repeat the masterstroke of the incomparable "See Me, Feel Me" from Tommy.

Is it me?

For a moment the stars are falling, the heat is rising, the past is calling.

But in the end, bitterness prevails.

Dr. Jimmy describes the moment when Jimmy seeks refuge in alcoholism, hitting rock bottom. The song refers to Dr. Jimmy and Mr. Jim because gin (Dr. Jimmy & Mr. Gin?) provides him with a complete escape from reality and brings out the hidden Mr. Hyde that not even drugs can unleash.

I'll be honest: I intended to dye "The Rock" blue, and the reason I didn't in the end is because it's not only not bad, but if Quadrophenia weren't on the first disc of the album, I'd say it's brilliant. Besides, it would be rather odd to say that this album has no filler, no bad songs, that it's better than Tommy and blah blah blah, and then have a song dyed blue in front of you every single time, wouldn't it?

So where's the problem? Well, basically, Quadrophenia and The Rock are the same song! Of course, there are minor alterations in the structure (with some parts lengthened and others shortened) and in the instrumentation (keyboards playing what Entwistle's bass played in Quadrophenia, the French horn playing the chord progression from Keith's Theme, the synthesizer from Love Reign O'er Me transposed to the electric guitar... that sort of thing, you know). Also, here the leitmotifs are in a minor key to give it a more desolate tone. And perhaps the biggest difference between the two is that while in Quadrophenia the leitmotifs follow one another, in The Rock they are combined. But the melodies are practically the same. So, since Quadrophenia exists (and chronologically comes first), I find The Rock to be, at the very least, dispensable and could be considered filler.

You'll notice that The Rock begins with the sound of a boat engine. The beautiful picture book that accompanies the vinyl explains that Jimmy steals a boat and sails to a rock that rises from the sea. When he reaches the rock, the boat breaks free, and Jimmy is trapped, reflecting on his life amidst a storm and a raging sea.

On the verge of drowning, Jimmy experiences an epiphany with the majestic "Love Reign O'er Me", which, narratively speaking, isn't particularly brilliant as the end of Jimmy's story. Nor was "We're Not Gonna Take It" as Tommy's finale... but both are extreme catharses, veritable explosions that, musically, provide a fitting conclusion to the album's grandeur. And, ladies and gentlemen, the name that truly shines here is Roger Daltrey. This is his peak as an artist, and no adjective can do it justice. The song is a genuinely moving ballad that's quite good, but it's Daltrey who elevates it to a new dimension, transforming it into an epic and heart-wrenching saga.

The song opens with the sound of rain and piano chords that seem to lead nowhere. Timpani and a gong enter, mimicking the storm and adding the pomp that every good Quadrophenia song seems to require. Then the piano begins a transitional passage, first with a few strumming patterns and then with full chords. Finally, at 0:56, the revelation arrives: a sequence of three ostinato notes marking the beat of the almost waltz-like 6/8 rhythm that characterizes the song. From there, the synthesizer takes over, repeatedly sketching a riff that mimics ocean waves. Meanwhile, Roger sings with exquisite sweetness:

Only love can make it rain the way the beach is kissed by the sea Only love can make it rain like the sweat of lovers, laying in the fields

At 1:29 the synthesizer changes its riff to a descending scale that accentuates the tempo of the song and seems to have no bottom, and over it explodes one of those colossal screams from Daltrey that make your hair stand on end:

LOOOOOVE!!!!… Reign-O'er-ME-EE!!

LOOOOOVE!!!!… Reign-O'er-ME-EE!!

...rain on me... rain on me...

It's well known that Roger doesn't share Pete's faith in Meher Baba's teachings, but here he makes them entirely his own and sounds completely convinced of what he's singing. His screams garner all the praise and attention, but he still manages to make the verses stand out, leaving his personal stamp on each one.

Only love can bring the rain that makes you yearn to the sky Only love can bring the rain that falls like tears from on high LOOOOOVE!!!!!…

 

At 2:57 the electric guitar begins a phrase seeking its share of prominence as a second vocal track, and over it comes an extra verse that introduces a variation in the melody:

On the dry and dusty road the nights we spend apart alone I need to get back home to cool, cool rain

I can't sleep and I lay and I think the night is hot and black as ink Oh God! I need a drink of cool, cool rain

It seems incredible that as the song progresses, the bear's roar grows more and more dramatic, dwarfing the previous one until it reaches the final, closing track of the album. In this final apocalypse, Roger and the entire band pour themselves out in that characteristic Who concert finale: Pete smashes another Les Paul against the Marshall amps, Keith blows his drum kit to bits, leaving behind the desolation of Ozymandias. Without a doubt, this was the apotheosis that an album like Quadrophenia deserved.

As for poor Jimmy, Pete left it up to the listener whether he drowned or rebuilt his life. For him, that question was irrelevant: the story he wanted to tell was already finished. Don't look for clues because there aren't any. You simply decide whether you want him to live or die. In the end, Jimmy himself understood that only love could save him.

The Who always enjoyed the favor of both the public and critics, but they were also a band that exerted a huge influence on the work of other artists. It wasn't that they were innovators (most of the things they're considered pioneers for had already been done before), but everyone was eager to see what Anarigon would do next and incorporate it into their own repertoire. In their day, they changed the landscape of rock with their extreme stage presence: jumping, running, and arms swirling around their guitars, in contrast to the static poses of other bands. And then there were the concept albums and rock operas. And the use of synthesizers. Quadrophenia also served as inspiration for the later work of countless artists such as Roger Waters, Eddie Vedder, and Billie Joe Armstrong.

And yet it was a failure. Mostly due to the band's inability to faithfully perform it live during the promotional tour. But also because one of the goals with Quadrophenia was to break free from the shadow of Tommy, and they failed. Tommy remained their most requested album and the one that carried the most weight in their live shows. Quadrophenia would remain forgotten until '96.

Between the creative effort involved in making Quadrophenia and the tense, distant atmosphere within the studio, Pete ended up truly exhausted. During the recording sessions, he even told those around him that he had decided it would be The Who's last album. He later reconsidered, and The Who continued playing together, but all that strain clearly took its toll on everyone, and it showed in their subsequent work, which was much more basic and featured a more conventional and less creative sound. It was the end of an era. They would never reach such a level again.

By Marlaior

Oct/27/2017

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