October 1969
LETTERS
Dear CREEM: I just received one of the twenty complimentary copies of the CREEM Magazine which you and your staff arranged to have sent here to the Michigan State Prison, and I will have to say that I was surprised. I was expecting something in line with my home-town underground paper, the 5th Estate.
EVERY WING!
LORD BUCKLEY
ROCK & ROLL nEWS
Felix Pappalaedi, Mountain bass player and ex-producer of the ex-Cream, played four sets at the Eastown September 26 & 27 with a back so badly injured he could hardly walk. The injury, sustained in Boston the week before, forced him to affect a walk something like that of Harpo Marx.
Russ Gibb
CREEM: Is the Grande moving? RUSS GIBB: Yes . . . to the Grande-Riviera . . . that’s around the corner. C: Large capacity? G: Largest in town. C: Is it going to be a ballroom, meaning will it have a dance license? G: We will have all three, a dance license, a concert license and a theater license.
Aaron Russo
CREEM: What’s on the agenda here? What are your various programs going to be? RUSSO: Next week, Steve Miller, Pacific Gas and Heads Over Heels, Then a local show. Then Sly and the Family Stone and Lee Michaels. C: Plus Led Zepplin? R: On the eighteenth the Zepplin, with Lee Michaels.
JIM SCHWALL TODAY
Dave Marsh
Jim Schwall, the other half of the old Siegel/Schwall Blues Band, has been appearing with a new band on the coffeehouse circuit. He’s been doing a lot of gigs in the Chicago area and offered us his insights into what’s happened to that once flourishing scene.
Features
Slippin’ & Slidin’ with Little Richard
Dave Marsh
GAWDAM! Little Richard, the king of Rock by his own admission, and Jerry Lee Lewis, hillbilly rock and roll piano stomper, in a concert t’gether.
John, Yoko, Eric, and others
Deday LaRene
For the Second time this summer, Toronto’s Varsity Stadium was taken over by Brauer - Walker Enterprises, this time for a “Rock and Roll Revival.” The rationale behind so labeling the bash was the promised appearance of some great first generation rock stars, along with some of the usual pop festival crew.
Put the bacon on the paper so’s the grease’ll run off
Dave Marsh
The first artist a lot of Detroiters ever remember making it. one that is, that we could relate to as a Detroit dude, a representative of what we were doing, was Mitch Ryder. Jenny Take A Ride may be part field holler, part shitkicker stomp, but the only place the medley could have come from was urban America; Detroit, blighted factory center of the universe.
THE FAMILY DOGS PRESENTS
Like starlight, ages old as we see it, rapping with Chet Helms of the Family Dog recalls the scene half a decade old, before the Haight flowered and the Avalon bloomed. The Dog was one of the original “families” or tribes in the city, formed if nothing else to throw killer parties and get off the street.
Records
RECORDS
Dave Marsh
I can remember the first time I heard every Beatles album.
Listen
Richard C. Walls
Listen to the jazz. Jazz-jass-ja-ass — originally a euphemism for sexual intercourse, which is a euphemism for fucking, a non-violent act of non-verbal communication (and much more). It’s hard to get into. The jazz, I mean. It may first appear as a monolith sound, large and mysterious or meaningless.
Books
Review: OUR PLUNDERED PLANET, by Fairfield Osborn, Pyramid, 176 pp, $0.75 paper. Merely the fact that this book could have been written in 1948 — and largely ignored until quite recently — is telling. It is even more telling to update, or compare the 1948 predictions of coming problems with the 1969 actuality; e.g., in 1948 Osborn stated with some horror that the population of the world could be expected to reach three billion by the end of the twentieth century.
CALENDAR
MUSIC October 1: The Escape Hatch — 14 Mile and Main in Clawson will have the Guardian Angel with the Alumnae. October 3: Grande Ballroom — Beverly and Grand River or Joy and Grand River (whichever is reported) will have the Love Sculpture and the Move (834-9348.