Dear Creem: I enjoyed Joshua Schreir’s review in the April Creem of that notable album, War Between the Fats and Thins, really enjoyed it. “Clootch Hunt”, you see, happens to be one of my old favorites. Rendered by the band’s 78-year-old harpist, Claude Linott, it becomes well nigh irresistable.
Dear Creem:
I enjoyed Joshua Schreir’s review in the April Creem of that notable album, War Between the Fats and Thins, really enjoyed it.
“Clootch Hunt”, you see, happens to be one of my old favorites. Rendered by the band’s 78-year-old harpist, Claude Linott, it becomes well nigh irresistable. Well, you’ve heard it; you know.
Mr. Schreir also captured the piquant and ensorcelling sound of the jew’s harp like no one I have ever read before. “Sproing-sproing” — black magic in prose.
More seriously, I honestly did get a great kick from that Creem review. That kind of a sense of humor is rare anywhere. If Joshua Schreir stops badgering you for more money, will you let him write more?
Incidentally, there’s a bargain bin at the Discount Records store in Ann Arbor that’s not half bad. I found Bill Evans and Mabel Mercer there; Schreir finds Harvey Matusow’s Jew’s Harp Band. Where is the justice in this world?
Cordially,
Lawrence DeVine Drama Critic Detroit Free Press
Dear Creem;