Creem Profiles
Z. Z. TOP
(Pronounced “Boy Howdy!”)


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HOME: The Republic of Tejasl
AGE: Muchachos no more.
PROFESSION: Takin’ Texas to the people.
HOBBIES: Driving cars a thousand miles an hour, pistol-whipping rude buzzards, paper-training their buffalo, infiltrating the U.S. of A. with their pervasive Texas Kulchur, inflicting Howard Bloom on the world.
LAST BOOK READ: OnBurritos And Beer In The White House by Billy Carter.
LAST ACCOMPLISHMENT: Passing the boogie band I.Q. test with flying colors.
QUOTE: Oh, no, not on my new boots!
PROFILE: Not your average cactus-chewin’, bullet-spittin’ good ole boys; these hombres would just as soon give your ears orgasms with their bueno geetar licks as plant cattle horns on your Cadillac. Dangerous when wet.
BEER: Boy Howdy!