Book-Pete Townshend-Who I Am-Harper-October 8, 2012

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  1. SoundAdvice

    SoundAdvice Senior Member

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    I view it as a very quirky and funny in-joke regarding his book, Jagger mockery and some easy press mileage.
     
  2. Driver 8

    Driver 8 Senior Member

    I suppose "Rough Boys," "And I Moved," and "How Can You Do It Alone" were also quirky in-jokes.
     
  3. Jose Jones

    Jose Jones Outstanding Forum Member

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    From his music, interviews, and what I managed to read in the latest Rolling Stone, (which was not easy because my issue has some printing gremlin that makes most of the interview double-printed), Townshend has danced around bi-sexuality for life. The only thing new, to me at least, is his insistence that he was somehow abused early in life, notwithstanding having no memory of it.

    It makes you wonder why he just doesn't admit it without some kind of excuse tagging along.
     
  4. Driver 8

    Driver 8 Senior Member

    He had enough memory of it, I think, to inspire songs like "I'm a Boy," "Tattoo," and the general plot of Tommy, although he did farm out "Fiddle About" and "Cousin Kevin" to Entwistle, perhaps because those songs hit too close to home.
     
  5. knob twirler

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    I love Pete, but really each chapter of any memoir he writes should begin with the following disclaimer: "The following was written by a very bright man who is a Rock and Roll legend. He is also bats*&! crazy, and anything you read should be either accepted or discarded with that understanding."
     
  6. JA Fant

    JA Fant Well-Known Member

    Any other PT books of interest?
     
  7. SoundAdvice

    SoundAdvice Senior Member

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    Has an interviewer ever addressed that topic directly?
     
  8. Say It Right

    Say It Right Not for the Hearing Impaired

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    Apparently you thought so, since you proceeded to post it anyway with the exact quote included three times to hammer the point home.
     
  9. dee

    dee Senior Member

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    The one I like best is straight from the horses's mouth - Horses Neck. There are others.

    I think fwiw this thread has been rolling towards and maybe headed the way of a 'trainwreck' which imo I'm assuming may even echo what could possibly be Pete's off-the-rails blend of of fiction and non-fiction in his upcoming autobiograpghy. I don't know. Perhaps part of what I would assume to be his insecurity is part of what drives him to say some of the things he says. I don't know. I haven't decided if I need to read this book. Not sure I'll make anymore comments in this thread. I'm content with his interviews and previous writings and how they primarily speak to the music. Then again, the autobiography will probably be too much of a temptation for me not to read.

    IIRC, in a previous interview, PT said And I Moved is really about his father and his mortality, or fragility, and Pete's relationship with him.
     
  10. One Louder

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    Yes, and Pete Townshend said in an interview with Playboy that Rough Boys was about how he thought it was amusing that some Punks in the UK dressed the same as some homosexuals did in the States.

    Rick Moody summed Pete up very well in his recent book On Celestial Music where he noted that Pete is fascinating to his fans because he is a massive mess of contradictions; he has performed some incredible hard rock live at Who shows for decades yet also has composed some flamboyantly theatrical work, has been a good parent to his three children, Emma, Arminta, and Joseph who have never come forward with major allegations of abuse (the picture Emma paints is that when Pete was in the throws of alcohol abuse and drug addition the biggest damage he did was to himself and his marriage to Karen Astley) yet Pete wasn't one to turn down groupies during the Who's glory days and for the last while has been with Rachel Fuller, a girlfriend about half his age, then there is Danny Fields alleging they had a fling and the fact Pete deeply immersed himself in New Romantic culture in the early 80's. He is a devout follower of Meher Baba but didn't always follow Meher's belief in shunning intoxicants.

    Pete posted an early daft of the first few chapters of his autobiography on his blog he once maintained and there he stated that it was one of the boyfriends of his grandma on his mother's side who abused him while he was under her care and that she was mentally ill and he found her anti-social behavior and carelessness to be traumatic.
     
  11. ralphb

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    Pete's lyrics have always been open to interpretation, and he's always said that "Rough Boys" was a kind of a fans love letter to the Sex Pistols. The early British punk scene had not a few gay movers and shakers in it and it was decidedly homoerotic in a lot of instances (hello Bromley Contingent). Don't know exactly what aspects Pete was responding to, but the imagery is striking. As far as "And I Moved", lyrics like "and his hand felt like ice exciting, as he laid me back like an empty dress" read like a seduction plain and simple. Sexually ambiguous lyrics run throughout the Who catalog, and my gaydar tends to ping towards the red when it comes to Townshend. Just my take on it.
     
  12. dee

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    With re: again to And I Moved, more specifically than last time, from my understanding of his take on it, and fwiw what I infer from the whole, it had to do with him looking at his father through the glass, or imagining so, and his father in a compromising and weak position, helpless and reliant, in a state as if he was weightless (hence the 'empty dress' hospital gown) and his hands cold (ice) as a corpse, with shifting perspectives depicted in the kind of role reversal Townshend sometimes writes about, only this time, between father and son, not necessarily gender related, in this case, imo, a seduction as such depicted in the intimacy of such a moment, with a sober and gentle understanding of it, between caretaker and patient, son and father, open to interpretation as always as not that I care one way or the other about Pete's sexuality. Just trying to share what I've read him to say about it and what I've inferred from it and my own take of the lyric and what it means or is trying to or does convey. YMWV.
     
  13. ralphb

    ralphb "First they came for..."

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    Totally valid take on the lyrics. We all have different interpretations, which is good because all this rock lyric stuff would be so dull otherwise.:)
     
  14. Sandinista

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    Well, there's Pete for you. I don't doubt that he said that. I've also read where he states unequivecolly that this is a song of homosexual seduction. I couldn't care less about his sexuality.

    With regard to the child pornography comments, I do not believe Pete to be a pedophile - but, the whole thing strikes me as creepy any way I look at the situation.
     
  15. WhoTapes1

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    LOL!!! I think that sums it up quite perfectly!
     
  16. dee

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    Yes. Interesting post.. One of my favorite lines too from that song (AIM, :))is when he describes the ghost-like being as "His figure merely filled the space" and that fact that "he moved towards him" rather than away from him. It's a beautiful sentiment and truth, imo. In general, I like that conflict of love vs. hate and strength vs. weakness in his writing.
     
  17. ralphb

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    Same here. He's never been afraid to show vulnerability or fear or doubt in his writing, which just makes it all the more appealing. The man is a mass of contradictions and hopefully he's found some peace as he's aged.
     
  18. dee

    dee Senior Member

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    Well said!

    On the outside looking in, I'm glad he seems to have a genuine understanding friendship and/or working relationship with Roger Daltrey too.
     
  19. misterdecibel

    misterdecibel Bulbous Also Tapered

    Wasn't there a TV promo a number of years ago where Townshend blurted out "Keith Richards is the only man I've ever wanted to ****"?
     
  20. One Louder

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    I believe it was Mick he said that time too. Pete's been open about his man-crush on Mick for sometime, there was a also a magazine photo shoot from some time around the late 80's where Pete's shirtless with "Happy birthday, Mick!" written on his chest.

    He also is interviewed on the DVD edition of Rock and Roll Circus and talks about how he had no problem with how long the filming took cause it meant he got to be around Marianne Faithful all day.
     
  21. One Louder

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    Here's a really good piece from The Times UK:

    The Times Article: Pete Townshend: the Real Me


    Will Hodgkinson, chief rock critic

    September 28 2012


    Only one man could have written the true story of one of the biggest, loudest, bands in rock — and now he has. As The Times prepares to print a series of excerpts from his extraordinary memoirs Who I Am, Pete Townshend tells Will Hodgkinson about his life in The Who

    It’s a bright autumn morning, and in the conservatory of The Wick, a grand Georgian house at the top of Richmond Hill in southwest London, the guitarist and songwriter of the world’s greatest rock band is making coffee. Pete Townshend, a fit and healthy 67-year-old who has been sober for almost two decades, bought The Wick from Ronnie Wood of the Rolling Stones in 1996. That was the year Townshend began work on Who I Am, the definitive inside story of The Who, in the room in which we are sitting. Now, after countless curtailments, edits and rewrites, it is finished.

    “It’s a wonderful room to work in,” Townshend says as he brings over two cups of coffee and sits by the desk in the middle of the conservatory. An enamel print of Peter Blake’s Babe Rainbow is in on the wall and a Vespa scooter is by the window, reminders of The Who as both Sixties Pop Art phenomenon and the epitome of mod culture. “All the history, the collateral, the press and other people’s biographies were here for me, so I never felt I was facing a blank page. But it wasn’t an easy ride.”


    Who I Am details myriad aspects of Townshend’s life and work, from his bizarre childhood, to the incredible journey of The Who, to his arrest in 2003 as part of the Operation Ore child pornography investigation, the circumstances of which he finally explains. As much as a personal portrait, it’s the story of how the music and image of The Who helped to define and give voice to a generation.

    Formed in Ealing, West London, in 1964 from the ashes of Roger Daltrey’s R&B band the Detours, The Who brought to pop a complexity and eccentricity it hadn’t previously explored. Townshend captured teen angst and sexual frustration in singles such as Pictures of Lily, I’m a Boy and My Generation, then brought new levels of scale and ambition to rock with Tommy and Quadrophenia. The Who became one of the world’s first stadium bands after storming the Woodstock Festival in 1969, and have sold more than 100 million records. Alongside the Beatles and the Rolling Stones they are part of the holy trinity of British pop.

    Unsurprisingly, none of this came from a satisfied mind. Who I Am documents the life of a conflicted, complex man, whose darkest moment came in January 2003 when his name appeared on a list compiled for Operation Ore, a computer crime investigation focusing on child pornography. Those closest to Townshend, including his girlfriend Rachel Fuller, his three children and, most publicly, The Who’s singer Roger Daltrey, stuck by him: Daltrey knew that the man he had known for four decades wasn’t a paedophile. But when the story went public Townshend reacted in what retrospectively looks like a big mistake: he went silent.

    How hard was it to write about the arrest now, almost a decade later? “I knew that all I had to write was the truth,” Townshend says. “But what I did was insane.”

    The story’s roots go back to 1976. Townshend and The Who’s drummer Keith Moon, of all people, visited a home in Chiswick, West London, for battered wives run by the care activist Erin Pizzey. “Joanna Lumley called and said The Who had to help this amazing woman. Keith said, ‘I’ll go!’, mainly because he wanted to shag Joanna. He got there and Erin Pizzey had him cleaning the toilets. He came back with tears streaming down his face, saying: ‘We’ve got to do something.’ And that’s how Double-O started.”

    Double-O is the charity set up by The Who for victims of sexual and domestic abuse. Having heard first-hand accounts from victims, Townshend wanted to demonstrate that child abuse and the pornography that goes with it involved a financial chain that ran all the way from Russian orphanages to British banks. So in 1999 he paid a $7 charge on a site that carried a button labelled “click here for child porn”. Then he cancelled it. When police tracked Townshend’s name and confiscated his computers and files they found nothing incriminating. His main concern was that his diaries, with their standard rock star woes about which car or boat he should buy next, would make him look like “a self-obsessed prat”. As it turned out, that was the least of his worries.

    “It’s white knight syndrome,” Townshend says of the pattern of events. “You want to be the one that’s seen to be helping. Roger has it with Teenage Cancer Trust. I had experienced something creepy when I was a child, so you imagine: what if I was a girl of 9 or 10 and my uncle had raped me every week? What would I be like then? I felt I had an understanding, and that I could help.”

    Townshend could have gone to court and explained his innocence. It could have all been cleared up years ago. I put this to him. After a very long pause, rubbing his head as if protecting it from a black cloud of despair, he says: “You know ... I think I was exhausted. The police at Kingston station gave me half an hour to make a decision about whether to go to court or not. My lawyers were as surprised as I was, because everyone thought I would be let off. And I thought that if I went to court they would f***ing rip me apart. They’ll just rip me apart.”


    The story went public anyway, which was worse. “If I’d had a gun I would have shot myself, just to escape the lynching,” he writes in Who I Am. Was he really suicidal? “Only for a moment. It was fine until I looked out of the window and saw four satellite vans outside. A journalist came to the door and I told him: ‘I’m f***ed.’ He said: ‘Nah, you’ll be all right.’ ‘How?’ It was the subject of the day and it really did feel like a lynching, because there was no sense of ‘the truth will out’. I’ve had the misfortune to read online comments where I’m judged as a paedophile because I’ve got a big nose.”


    Why has it taken Townshend so long to properly clear his name? “I wanted to say: I will explain. I just didn’t think it would take this long. It’s not why I wrote the book, but it is why I brought it into the present day.

    “But look at another scenario. Imagine three or four girls coming along and saying: ‘I had sex with Pete in the Sixties, when he was 25 and I was 12’. I know it didn’t happen, but when you’re a pop star people say all kinds of things. I get lots of pictures of children with big noses who claim I’m their dad. One guy sent me a letter to say he had always known I was his dad, he loved me and he had been waiting to have the courage to connect with me. He told me the circumstances and I was convinced he was right. So I said it would help if he sent me a birth certificate. It turns out he was conceived a year before I lost my virginity.”

    That’s another revelation about Who I Am: Townshend, at least in the early days of The Who, was hardly a rock’n’roll animal. Despite The Who’s image as the wildest, most aggressive band of them all, much of the memoir describes Townshend trying to be a good husband and father to his children and resisting the temptations of life on the road to stay focused and productive. There are a few incidents in the cocaine-ravaged Eighties, such as an awkward moment when his daughter Emma asks him who the pretty woman he is paying so much attention to is (it was the actress Theresa Russell), and an evening in 1982 when he did technically die from a cocaine overdose in the toilets of a club in Baker Street before being brought back to life by a massive shot of adrenalin. But as Moon and The Who’s bassist John Entwistle fornicated their way across America for much of the Sixties and Seventies, Townshend was remarkably chaste.


    “It’s an absolute fact,” he says. “I was the backroom boy and I carried this duty to serve the band as well as the audience. John and Keith were dedicated to filling up the time until they got on stage however they could, but for me the whole process filled my time. I came from art school, where the lecturers chucked out crazy ideas in the hope that something would happen, and the guys in the band were not that kind of people.

    “When we started John was working in a tax office. Keith was working for British Gypsum, selling cement. Roger was in a tin plate factory. They were released from those jobs when they went out on to the road and they left their lives behind. I took mine with me.”


    Who I Am details the way so many of The Who’s biggest songs, and much of the inspiration for Tommy and Quadrophenia, came from Townshend’s troubled, disconnected childhood. The son of glamorous musician parents, he was 6 and having quite a nice normal time in the family home in West London when, for reasons that presumably made sense to them at the time, his parents sent him off to live with his insane grandmother Denny.

    So began a period that was bizarre verging on disturbing. Denny lived in a flat above a stationer’s shop in Westgate, north Kent. It was opposite a bus station and she would cross the road to deliver cups of tea to the drivers — in her negligée. Townshend’s memories are hazy, but it seems that she was offering a selection of hot and cold snacks, light refreshments and sexual favours. Townshend remembers visiting American Air Force officers benefiting from the arrangement too.

    “She wouldn’t let me have a lock on my door, which was terrifying,” he says. “She had one guy that looked like Adolf Hitler, with a little moustache, his hair brushed to the side and a withered arm. He would sit me on his lap and I had to call him Uncle. I don’t want to say I was sexually abused just because it’s convenient to explain why I’m so ... complicated, but I also don’t want to deny that what feels to me happened did happen. Not that I was brutally raped, but something very creepy was going on.”

    Townshend writes illuminatingly about the early to mid-Sixties South and West London phenomenon in which a generation of callow, mostly middle-class youths fell in love with American blues and R&B. It gave birth to the mod movement, for which The Who became the signature band.

    “We were in the right place at the right time. I had first heard blues and R&B at art school, and to discover a mirrored record collection with the Stones — Jimmy Reed, Bo Diddley, Chuck Berry — was amazing. And we had a ready-made audience with the mods. Pete Meaden, our first manager, always said that you could be a mod and still have a job behind the till at the bank. You would continue to take part in society without changing a single thing about your outfit. It wasn’t about rebellion. It was about subtlety and a sense of self-enchantment and I realised that we were narrating their story, creating a theatre in which they could place themselves. We were serving the mod boys in the audience.”


    Townshend’s goal was to treat pop music with a level of artistic seriousness it hadn’t previously had, in the same way that Andy Warhol realised a manufactured product such as a Campbell’s Soup tin was worthy of attention. “People still don’t want to treat pop with any level of seriousness, which in a way is correct,” he says. “It’s a bit like painting a crazy picture and then saying: ‘This is a crazy picture and all serious art is a load of wank.’ Then someone comes along and says: ‘But why did you feel the need to paint the crazy picture?’


    “You had people like Jann Wenner of Rolling Stone, smart, well-educated people who wanted to talk about the artistic drive behind pop music, and before you know it you get seduced.

    For me that was always a great danger, which is why I frequently disappeared up my own ****. What the rest of the band wanted was a little less high-flown.”

    The rest of The Who don’t come out of the memoir too badly. Moon, whose 20th birthday celebrations included driving a Lincoln Continental into the swimming pool of a Holiday Inn, hurling a lamp at a fan, and knocking out his own teeth (The Who have been banned from Holiday Inns ever since), is clearly more intelligent than his Moon the Loon image suggests.


    “Keith was fabulous. But he was incredibly hard work, very selfish, and it’s only lately emerged about how vulnerable he was. Roger has letters Keith wrote to his ex-wife, and it seems he was in love with her until the day he died. I certainly didn’t want to celebrate him as a cartoon. When I was working on Tommy I was trying to present it to the guys in the band and the only one that got it, that understood it was about the teachings of [the Indian spiritual guru] Meher Baba, was Keith. The other two, both intelligent men, weren’t interested.”

    Entwistle emerges as an even odder character: conventional but hedonistic and ultimately unknowable. The Who re-formed in 1999 to save Entwistle from losing his home, with the bassist still living a rock star lifestyle without the income to support it. Townshend discovered only at Entwistle’s funeral that he had been a Freemason for most of his life. In one of the saddest episodes in the book, Townshend tells how, following the bassist’s death on the eve of The Who’s US tour in 2002 after a night in a Las Vegas hotel room with cocaine and a stripper, Entwistle’s mother Queenie wrote to Townshend to say that John never loved him.

    “She was upset with me because I had said some difficult things,” he explains. “But I was angry at John for dying because the conditions were so ridiculous. We later discovered that he was on heart medication and his hearing had gone almost entirely, and so I did an interview and talked about it. Queenie wrote me a letter and the message was: this is my son you’re talking about. This is one of the things about writing a book that worries me. It’s not the people you’re writing about that mind. It’s their friends and family.”

    I tell Townshend that the two people who emerge best from Who I Am are his former wife Karen and Daltrey, both still very much alive. Surely they won’t have a problem with it? “I bet you they do have a problem with it!” he retorts, loudly. “I didn’t hold back, but at the same time I wanted to let them know I love them. With my ex-wife it’s about how much I loved her throughout our relationship. With Roger it’s about how much that love has grown, which has come as a surprise. We can stand in a room and tell each other how much we love each other without any sentimentality or gaucheness, and this is on the back of a legend that we were always at each other’s throats. We weren’t. We just couldn’t create together.”

    Another, rather more unexpected star of Who I Am is Mick Jagger. Two years ago, The Times published an interview in which Keith Richards held forth on his claim, first made in his memoir, Life, that Mick Jagger has “a tiny todger”. Jagger was not pleased. Who would be? Step forward Pete Townshend, coming to the rescue with quite a different description of Jagger’s manhood.

    “Mick is the only man I’ve ever seriously wanted to f***,” Townshend writes, before going on to describe the evening in 1965 when he came to this realisation. “He was wearing loose pyjama-style pants without underwear. As he leaned back I couldn’t help noticing the lines of his cock laying against the inside of his leg, long and plump. Mick was clearly very well-endowed.”


    “I did do that very deliberately,” Townshend says of the Jagger revelation. “Let’s hope it gets the same amount of publicity second time round.” [Read Townshend on Jagger in a 1980 article from The Times archive here.]

    There’s another revelation concerning a member of the Rolling Stones. Think of Townshend and you think of the windmill, that iconic piece of showmanship in which his arm spins wildly over the strings of an electric guitar, attacking it with a fury matched only by Keith Moon’s drumming. It’s quintessential Townshend — until you discover that he nicked it off Keith Richards.

    “Where else could it have come from?” says Townshend, who spotted Richards doing it in a Putney pub in 1963. “Funnily enough, Keith wasn’t the iconic rocker he later became when I nicked the windmill off him. I think the heroin years hardened him up.”

    So, after spending so many hours at his desk in the conservatory, articulating all aspects of his life, work and beliefs, what has Pete Townshend learnt? “That a life is just a life. What’s the end of a career, the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame? I needed to write the book now because I’ll soon be 70 and being in a big rock band like The Who means I’ll be busy, and I’m getting tired — that never used to happen. There is no lesson here. I still feel muddled. I still feel that my creative process is important to me. I know I can sell myself by the pound, but what I really want is to continue to do good work. So I’m drawing a line with the book and saying: now I can move on.”

    There is another truth that Townshend has learnt and it is this: he’s basically the same as Gary Bloke, the rock star of Private Eye’s comic strip Celeb. “I absolutely relate to Gary Bloke,” he confirms, after almost three hours of intense, dedicated interview. “They dropped the cartoon once for six weeks. I had to write to [the editor] Ian Hislop and say: ‘For f***’s sake, get it back. I don’t know what to do next!’”
     
  22. Davido

    Davido ...assign someone to butter your muffin?

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    Just like all of us.

    Bless Pete Townshend.

    Eager to read the book.
     
  23. Hokeyboy

    Hokeyboy Nudnik of Dinobots

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  24. dee

    dee Senior Member

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    Fabulous piece there from The Times UK. Thanks for posting that. :righton:.
     
  25. cungar

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    Yikes, bleedover from Otter.
     
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