THE COUNTRY ISSUE IS OUT NOW!

May 1975

CONTENTS

MAIL

Guy watching has come of age, so us down in the basement decided to start a poll on who has the best legs in the business. We would appreciate you wonderful people at CREEM to help spread the word to all the great CREEM readers. Would ya help by printing this letter?

BARNEY & MIKE

THE CHRISTGAU CONSUMER GUIDE

Robert Christgau

B.T. Express: "Do It (Til You're Satisfied)" (Scepter). Boogity-shoogity, B minus. Eric Burdon Band: "Sun Secrets" (Capitol). In this age of fiberglass, Eric's stage show appears genuinely demented - his guitar players look like head-comix versions of Chuck Berry and Panama Red, and on his second encore he holds the entire mikestand in his teeth, like a dirk.

ROCK 'N' ROLL NEWS

Thanks partially to the testimony of Cher and other guests at the ill-fated Los Angeles party where Average White Band drummer Robbie Mclntosh died of an overdose of heroin, a murder warrant is out for Kenneth Moss. It is rumored that Moss has fled to South America, but, of course, not on his now-defunct Freelandia Airlines.

THE BEAT GOES ON

Ed Ward

NEW YORK - Ring around the collar! Ring around the collar! Sick of all those annoying commercials? Thinking of giving up TV for good in favor of the trusty old hypeless stereo? Well, brace yourself. Tentative plans are afoot on Madison Avenue to print ads on record album covers, or, alternately, to pay groups to include the picture of a product in the design of their album jacket.

DR. JOHN: Witch Doctor Makes A House Call

Patrick Goldstein

The New Orleans landscape has been radically transformed in the half century since dixieland bands blared from passing riverboats and led the raucous funeral parades that wound their way back from the cemeteries.

Creem Profiles

CREEM'S PROFILES

(Pronounced “Boy Howdy!”)

New Bonds Hit The Pubs (And The Charts)

Jonh Ingham

"It's 1975, okay, and all across London town, hey hey," or something like that. It's not so much a case of no fun as a search for a new band that can do more than sustain one's interest and excitement beyond a couple of encounters. Given that most of the new talent is working a pub circuit it's quite an easy proposition, and even fun, to search out new bands purely on the strength of their name secure in the knowledge that admission is free and one's primary purpose is getting drunk.

PRIME TIME

Richard Walls

With the success of Sanford and Son, Good Times, That's My Mama, and The Jeffersons, it would seem that the Modern Black Sitcom (as opposed to Amos 'n Andy 'n' Beulah) is a concept whose time has arrived. Not so. It's more devious than that. The important thing to remember is that when dealing with TV not only are things often not what they seem, they are often less than they seem.

CREEM DREEM

Olivia Newton-John

LED ZEPPELIN DANCES ON AIR

Lisa Robinson

And It Ain't The Quaalude Shuffle

Rewire Yourself

Give Your Ear The Right To Be Heard

The rock musician shuttles his fantasy sound through the circuits of a hundred watt amp, compressing, expanding, shifting phase, not of a musical note but of a voltage variation that won't be a musical note for weeks, or months, or maybe never if no one buys the album and plays it.

Stars Cars

Gregg Allman

Features

What Has 160 Teeth & Plays Soccer?

Lester Bangs

The Faces, Who Are Still Kicking

STEVE MARRIOTT’S BAD OLD DAYS

JIM ESPOSITO

Steve Marriott laid back, looking like a spaced-out leprechaun, a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of Guinness in the other.

Features

THE ELTON JOHN INTERVIEW

Jaan Uhelszki

Elton John is a man with nothing to hide.

NIGEL OLSSON WANTS TO BE AS BIG AS RINGO STARR

Richard Cromelin

But He won't Say Where...

TRACKING DYLAN’S BLOOD

Kit Rachlis

Blood On The Tracks is Dylan's third album in little over a year. It's his fourth if you count Dylan, the muzak-like outtakes from Self-Portrait, which Columbia presumably released in retaliation for his signing with Asylum. Though Dylan has never been more productive, this has not been a banner year for him.

Eleganza

Memoirs Of A Lip Fuzz Fetishist

Lisa Robinson

I had planned my whole week around watching the first Cher TV show, I couldn't wait to write about the sequins.