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Tandra Page 1587, Daltry

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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’ve been a fan of the British Rock Group the Who since “Tommy”. I first heard the “Overture” on radio as performed by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir or some such similar group. Next I saw a review of the movie is some military publication to which I had a subscription because of the comics that ran in the paper. When I saw the movie soundtrack LP for sale, I bought it and played it over and over. After which I saw the movie when it hit the local cinema.

Up until “Tommy”, my rock tastes had centered on the “Beach Boys” and the “Four Seasons”. After “Tommy”, I began to purchase every Who album I could find. There were not that many for a band that had been around some ten years. The Who quickly became my favourite Rock Band and I branched out into Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and a number of other similar groups. I never warmed to the Beatles. They just did not do music to which I cared to listen.

Once I became a fan of the Who, I began to get into the personalities of the band members. Pete Townsend, of course, hogged the spotlight insofar as the Rock Press went. He always gave fan pleasing interviews. Keith Moon was spectacular with his over the top antics and there was a new Keith Moon escapade each month. John Entwistle was the so-called quit one, standing placidly in place on stage and playing lead base and Roger Daltry was lead vocals. He never called himself a singer. It was, of course, Daltry who was front and center on the Big Screen in the movie “Tommy”.

When I saw last week that Roger Daltry has released an autobiography, I bought the thing and it arrived yesterday. I find it fascinating. From the way the book is written, it appears that Daltry did not so much write the book as he dictated it onto tape and had someone type it up for him. The book is a fascinating look at a Rock Legend and is a perspective not readily available elsewhere. Mostly what we have heard about Roger has come from Pete Townsend. Townsend is the mouth of the Who, giving endless interviews and we have seen Roger Daltry primarily through Townsend’s eyes and Townsend’s mouth and Daltry and Townsend have had mostly a troubled relationship, thus the picture that has emerged of Roger is a largely unflattering one.

Having Roger’s perspective is refreshing. Daltry’s story is, quite naturally, self serving but, one gets the impression, not overly so. Like Robert Plant, of Led Zeppelin, Daltry makes claim he was not mostly involved with the mayhem and destruction for which the Who are famous. All that stuff was the handiwork of Keith Moon with assist from Townsend. Daltry was asleep in his room like a good little boy. Well, mebbe.

Daltry does not completely whitewash and sanitize himself. He lists a number of his own failings and maintains there was indeed personality conflicts among band members, but that the conflicts were exaggerated and played up for publicity purposes, or so Roger claims. Roger confirms the story that he was kicked out of the band early on for conflict with the other members. I have read two versions. The version in Roger’s autobiography is a third.

What comes across is that Roger Daltry had an obsession to get out of Sheppard’s Bush and to make something of himself and the Who was his path of escape and he put everything of himself into becoming a success. As it is said, he had a fire in the belly and his commitment paid off.

The tough little thug from Sheppard’s Bush became a face recognized around the world with money enough to assure he would never be forced to return to Sheppard’s Bush. In the process, he gave voice to some of the best rock ‘n’ roll songs ever recorded.

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Hanther



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