Creem Profiles
KEITH MOON
(Pronounced “Boy Howdy!”)

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HOME: He's had several big estates in England, but keeps forgetting the addresses, losing the keys, etc. He doesn't know where he lives, why should we?
AGE: Fixated infantilism incarnate.
PROFESSION: Remaining the Elvin Jones of rock while pretending to be a chimpanzee.
HOBBIES: Grabbing boobulous baubles while bibulous. Bibulosity and little green things. Sartorial crossover action.
LAST BOOK READ: Hit Parader by Lisa Robinson.
LAST ACCOMPLISHMENT: Recovering from the "flu" in time to snuff rumors he had three months to live; setting all-time hotel destruction record whilst under influence of said flu.
QUOTE: "Glarrgghhhhrrllllrrrrssssshhhhhhnaglcccccchhhhhh!"
PROFILE: Madcap to the point of flipdome, Keith is one of those few who truly does live rock "n" roll to the hilt. In fact, he almost lost his hilt in a K-Y canyon last week, but that's another story. A true international bon vivant, this is one rock star whom nobody will ever be able to call a dying junkie.
BEER: Boy Howdy!