THE BEAT GOES ON

DETROIT—A while back the editors of CREEM were bouncing each other off the walls of a now condemned apartment building, enjoying the subtle nuances of the saltpeter bombs which are sprinkled over the Kiss Alive LP when someone, a good natured drunk who believed himself to be a taxi driver, but who in fact never drove anything other than his mother crazy, pointed out the rather humorous contradictions between our heroes, Kiss, and their record company’s new band, Angel.