TELEVISION—Marquee Moon (Elektra):: AH HAVE HEARD THE FUTURE OF ROCK AND ROLL AND ITS NAME IS TOM VERLAINE (that's not really true). The present will do nicely enough. There's more meat here than the tube'll feed ya in an entire season even though T.V. (get it?) does occasionally come on like Sancho Panza to Patti's Don Quixote or Gallahad to Lou's Lancelot or...oh, fuck the analogies. Fuck the hype. Buy the record. M.D.

FLEETWOOD MAC-Rumours (Warner Bros.)::How come nobody else has noticed that Fleetwood Mac are the Mamas and Papas of the 1970's, from the multisexual, multinational rushes of their vocal harmonies, to their incredibly fortuitous fusion of folkrock trappings with MOR sentiments? If you'll note, the Macs' snowballing success is even on an almost-exactly-tenyears-later timetable vis-a-vis that of the Dunhill stalwarts; it's 12:30, and young girls are cornin' to the canyons of the record racks. But hey, you gotta admit that "Go Your Own Way" is one of the nicer once and future folkie anthems of the * season, eh? California dreamin' survives & thrives. R.R.