The Who By Numbers, the Whoâs seventh album, might
just be the bandâs forgotten masterpiece. The first Who album produced
solely by longtime Who associate producer Glyn Johns, this is the collection
that features the atypical Who hit âSqueeze Box,â and such keepers
as âHowever Much I Booze,â âIn A Hand Or Faceâ and âDreaming
From The Waist.â This is also the album where supposedly Keith Moon had
to re-learn how to drum and Pete Townshend had come off some serious drinking
(though by some accounts, he was still drinking). These 10 songs might just
be some of the bandâs best after the productive period of Whoâs
Next and Quadrophenia.
Opening with that crazy shuffle percussion (complete with a buried cowbell
Christopher Walken would just love), âSlip Kidâ sees Roger Daltrey
at what may be the height of his vocal prowess on this album. Thereâs
also some sly Townshend guitar work here â crazy feedback and that piano
â making this as good an opening tune as the Who ever recorded. âHowever
Much I Boozeâ follows, a painful plaintive sung by Townshend. Thereâs
some interesting interplay between Moonâs bass drum and snare hits, and
Townshendâs acoustic â both pumping the incredibly tragic lyric.
Supposedly, Daltrey bowed out singing this one because it was too confessional.
âSqueeze Boxâ is next, and is about as light and country as this
band ever got, sexual innuendo notwithstanding.
âDreaming From The Waistâ is simply gorgeous. A fantastic Townshend
lyric with equally fantastic power chords over a driving acoustic. John Entwistleâs
bass walks everywhere, Moon fits into every conceivable space, as Daltrey leads
the way. This is prime Who â the players jockeying for position; the lyric
pointed and naughty; Daltrey singing those words like no other person on the
planet can sing Townshend.
His amazing range takes flight on âImagine A Man,â lifted by his
and Townshendâs harmonies and Moonâs tom-tom rolls with the tinkles
of just about the best session piano player of the time (or any time for that
matter): Nicky Hopkins. This is what you got to appreciate about Townshend.
The man knew his limitations, if nothing else. He plays piano well, but he knows
enough to bow out on songs where he simply wonât deliver as well as someone
like Hopkins.
âSuccess Story,â the lone Entwistle song, follows with more of
Hopkinsâ honky tonk piano and Moonâs splashes on both cymbals and
toms (the only drummer who could splash both). Daltrey Sings, Townshend takes
a verse, then Entwistle delivers the final growl round the rye lyric. Hopkins
is still onboard for âThey Are All In Love,â which is basically
just Daltrey and a piano player. This is one of Townshendâs best lyrics,
ripping his heart open about where is he in life and what he perceives happening
around him, with lines like, “Hey, goodbye all you punks, stay young and
stay high / Hand me my checkbook while I crawl off to die.” The man more
or less sums up everything going on at that time in this poignant tune.
âBlue Red and Greyâ is another stripped down number, just Townshend
on ukulele, his lilting frail voice carrying the lyrics and Entwistleâs
horn at the breaks. Itâs hard to tell if Townshend is being sarcastic
or sweet here, but this is a great song, perfectly placed between the loudness
of what proceeds it and the two killer tunes that follow.
Supposedly, âHow Many Friendsâ was Moonâs favorite tune on
The Who By Numbers. With the deceptive popping bass at the
beginning, Daltrey growling into the choruses, and Moon simply investing the
tune with more balls than one would think even possible, âHow Many Friendsâ
is the masterpiece of the album. This is Townshend confession time again, but
itâs packed with anger, wondering if the guys heâs playing with
are still his mates after all this time.
The rockinâ âIn A Hand Or A Faceâ ends the album. Starting
as out like your typical Who anthem, this is the band in full stride. The refrain
is dizzyingly hypnotic. Townshend layers his guitars unlike he had done before.
Moon is simply on his own planet. Released in October 1975 with a connect-the-dots
cover drawn by Entwistle, The Who By Numbers was the final
album the original Who toured behind. Itâs an album thatâs deeply
personal, yet playfully deceitful. Mostly, itâs a lost gem time has been
good to â worthy of repeated playbacks for years to come.
~ Ralph Greco, Jr.