“Classic rock” was the first genre I learned. My pops grew up in the 70s and reared me on the best his decade offered. It all started when he told me to search for the Led Zepplin album with “the old man carrying sticks.” That album was Led Zepplin IV, considered one of the greatest rock albums ever. I would find Queen, The Stooges, Pink Floyd, Lou Reed, and Death through the rabbit hole. But the band that had the most profound impact on me was The Who. The British quartet wasn’t my favorite band or the “best,” but they did expand my intellect, forcing me to ask questions about gender, sexuality, and class.