At the risk of being seen as biased I must recommend this little gem to any serious Who fans.  I have been a devotee of The Who for just about all of my conscious life, you know, from the age of 12 or thereabout. I confess I have known the author for a very long time; that is not the point.  What makes this short book so valuable is that it tells the tale of how a few schoolkids understood that their enthusiasm mattered enough to create!  Anyone expecting another hackwork with a load of photo’s they have seen before or some rehashed history can be reassured. This is a unique tale from a time before the corporate colonization of popular culture, when there was an ‘underground’, when being a fan counted for something more than being an email address on a marketeers sucker list.  Interspersed are personal accounts of how this all ended with the (post Woodstock,) ‘ Stadium Rock’ sham that robbed the music-not only The Who’s- of much of it’s validity. As is pointed out, maybe obliquely, here is a story of the excitement of discovery.
For the price of a keyfob or some other piece of junk from THEWHOSTORE, or whatever it calls itself why not learn something?