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Tandra Page 1579, Moon

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I’m sitting on my back porch looking out over the yard as the rising sun brightens the Eastern sky.

I picked up the Who Audio CD yesterday titled “The Who Live At The Fillmore East 1968”. This CD has been out for several months, but it is the first time I have seen it for sale locally. Most stores don’t still display a large CD selection for sale. Most customers had, apparently, rather download digital files of their music to their computers than to purchase a physical recording. I, on the other hand, prefer to hold a physical recording of my music in my hand. No matter the faith you may hold in electronic media, computers do crash; they die; they go belly up never to recover and all the digital information you have stored within patterns of rust on your hard drive is lost forever, never to be found again. If you have a physical recording, you simply purchase a replacement player device and you are good to go.

“Live At The Fillmore” is the earliest Who concert recording I have. I have the pre-Tommy Who studio albums, but no live recordings before an audience that pre-dates “Live At Leeds” and Leeds is post Tommy. So this Audio CD is a revelation for me, it is a live recording of The Who before they became a financial powerhouse.

Listening to The Who, even this early on in their career, reminds me of what a wonderful drummer Keith Moon actually was. Moon never appears to have had a development period. Moon came to The Who as a marvelously inventive drummer with a style all his own. He seems to have been born with the ability to be a wonderfully fantastic drummer and he retained that skill for all if his life until his death from consequences of an excessive life style of drugs and booze at far too early an age on September 7, 1978.

I still miss Keith Moon. Though Moon has been gone some forty years, I still remember buying Rock Rags (magazines) off the shelf just to read the latest reports of Moon’s antics. The stories of Keith Moon appear to be endless. Even today there occasionally surface tales about Moon that I have not before heard. When Elvis Presley died, the Music World went into shock because “The King” was dead. I was never a big fan of Presley so I shrugged and said it was sad when someone passes on, but people die every day. My world did not change.

When Keith Moon died, some of the light and joy in my world went with him. I still miss Keith Moon today and having this recording of “The Who Live At The Fillmore East 1968” is a connection to an era long past, an era when I could enjoy a new Keith Moon story almost every day.

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