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HIRED GUNS

JOSH SISK, PHOTOGRAPHER Josh Sisk is from Louisiana by way of North Dakota, though he has lived and worked in Baltimore for two decades. A photographer focusing on music and culture, his work has been featured in countless print magazines (remember when those still existed?), and he is a contributing photographer to The Washington Post as well as the last two print music magazines of note, Decibel and, of course, CREEM.

June 1, 2024

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HIRED GUNS

JOSH SISK, PHOTOGRAPHER

Josh Sisk is from Louisiana by way of North Dakota, though he has lived and worked in Baltimore for two decades. A photographer focusing on music and culture, his work has been featured in countless print magazines (remember when those still existed?), and he is a contributing photographer to The Washington Post as well as the last two print music magazines of note, Decibel and, of course, CREEM. You can generally find him watching cat videos online, trying and failing to make modular synth patches, or for some reason still dodging crowd-surfers at his advanced age.

See: Baltimore City Bowl Crew, page 24

J. BENNETT, WRITER

J. Bennett has been writing things (articles, bios, ransom notes) for money for 25 years. When he’s not milking that for every dime he can get his grubby paws on, he enjoys shaking his fist at the sky, communing with ancient aliens, and dressing in the style of 1970s African dictators. But mostly he’s just exhausted. This line has been added to bulk up his bio and make it seem more impressive, even though—like the rest of this blurb—it really says nothing. He lives in an abandoned missile silo on the outskirts of Los Angeles.

See: All in the Family, page 76

CHRIS BOARTS LARSON, PHOTOGRAPHER

Chris Boarts Larson is an old punk who lived the dream on the LES of NYC in the early ’90s, photographing and documenting squats, punk shows, and ABC No Rio while continually publishing the DIY punk networking zine Slug & Lettuce. After traveling and touring, she disregarded Sam McPheeters’ advice and moved to RVA 20-some years ago. She is still happiest behind a camera, photographing bands, trees, and soccer. When not reading, organizing a book sale, or talking to trees, she’s working on getting a few photo book projects published.

See: Eat Your Greens, page 100

SAMANTHA MARBLE, PHOTOGRAPHER

Samantha Marble survived 9/11, the housing crisis, two muggings, and a home invasion in the 2O-plus years she’s lived in Brooklyn. She left a job in fashion to work out her anger through shooting metal shows. From her humble start in the cutty suburbs of Philly photographing hardcore bands and skateboarders, she knew she had arrived when her photo was published above the crossword puzzle in The New York Times. Now her lens is fixed on more refined metals like platinum rings. If you’re ever looking for her, you can find her by her laugh.

See: Idols for IDLES, page 20

Jerry is a super talented digital designer who tells us that he does 3D rendering, photo manipulation, and a bunch of other creative things that we just nod along with and pretend to understand. He’s based in Columbus, Ohio, works with a bunch of corporate clients, and was stoked to take on the challenge of whipping up “Boy Howdy! ’s disgusting and defaced Walk of Fame star” for the cover of this issue. He makes rad poster art in his personal time, and he probably won’t be adding this piece to his portfolio.

JERRY BROWNELL, DESIGNER

See: the cover of this issue

MICHAEL TEDDER, WRITER

Michael Tedder is the author of the acclaimed nonfiction book Top Eight: How MySpace Changed Music and has written for Stereogum, The Ringer, Rolling Stone, the Los Angeles Times, Esquire, and many other places. He is the former managing editor of CMJ and The Talkhouse. For the latter, he used to edit CREEM’s own Zachary Lipez, which mostly entailed asking, “Do we really need to reference Guy Debord here?” and “What does Cthulhu have to do with 311?” He wanted to make Zach happy by referencing Nick Cave in his piece, but there wasn’t a natural fit.

See: A More Perfect Pussy, page 44