December 1969
LETTERS
Dear CREEM: You have no idea how pleased I was to read a critic who understands completely everything that I have tried to do.
DEATH CITY PRODUCTIONS
ROCK 'N' ROLL NEWS
SRC have finished their third Capitol album, The New Crusader.
John Sinclair: A letter from prison
Another side of the MC5 story, and [incidentally] the end of an era.
Rolling Stones: Detroit
Dave Marsh
Yes, indeed-dop-diddly-do the Rollfucking Stones--high energy superjamsters who played in my own home town at our very own ice hockey rink November 24th and were they good?
Rolling Stones: Altamont
Michael Goodwin
SAN FRANCISCO — Well, friends, we have finally experienced the 100% bummer, the new standard for bad trips. The Rolling Stones Free Concert — the last party of 1969 — a re-affirmation of the spirit of Woodstock and a meeting of the Tribes. Garbage.
Rolling Stones: New York City
John M. Woodruff
After having perhaps the weirdest and probably the worst Thanksgiving dinner I’ll ever have, I found myself on the “F” train headed towards midtown Manhattan to see the biggest thing since the Beatles at Shea — the Stones at the Garden.
Records
Records
Fleetwood Mac, Tim Buckley, John Lennon and Yoko Ono, more
Something of the works of Mouse
Deday LaRene
This story is about Stanley Mouse and how Mouse and Kelly and a few thousand friends staggered the commercial and graphic art worlds and the world in general as a result of a lot of smoking of the sacred muggles. Mouse lives in Detroit and pinstripes cars, has long hair for which he is kicked out of high school, goes to junior college, flunks out, goes to art school, quits, goes back, draws monsters on sweatshirts at the state fair and makes a fortune at it.