The Who’s Mod Generation: Quadrophenia Through The Years

If I could somehow live my teenage years over again, I think I would choose to live them as a Mod. What it must have been like to be a Mod in London in the summer of 1965! To walk around the West End in a Carnaby Street parade, everywhere kids blindly chasing the same absurd dream, lives surrounded by and creating an atmosphere of the purest pointless pop the world has ever seen.