They weren’t bad. There were just two distinct audiences there, that day, and you could tell at a glance who belonged to which. It was packed shoulder to shoulder, down front, even then. People were amped up to see The Who, and the -52s were in the way. If someone took their shoes off, or came up with an orange, or something else to throw, they’d yell out, and a space big enough for them to really wind up and let it fly would open up.
Who?
Fair. I saw The Who twice in Summer of ‘80 and yes, I can see the two distinct audiences thing for sure.