The cover of the July 1978 issue of Creem magazine screamed “Ron Wood Talks!,” as though the man had been mute for the past several years. Wood spoke about how strong the material was for the “Some Girls” album as well as the mutual admiration society that had developed between him and Keith Richards. He was also excited about possibly doing a solo project (his “Gimme Some Neck” album was released in 1979). By all appearances, it was a rosy time in the life of a Rolling Stone.
Bebe Buell sent in a letter to clarify her relationship status, as she was “fed up” with rumors about her and Rod Stewart. Rod was nothing more than a “dear friend” and she was busy raising her baby named “Liv.” Nobody knows what ever happened to that kid.
“From Genesis to Revolution: Steve Hackett Tells All,” by Toby Goldstein
“High and Lonesome Dave: Foghat Put on Their Boogie Shoes,” by Michael Davis
“Bob Marley Battles De Blood Clot, Mon,” by Richard Patterson
“Lou Reed: No More Heroes, But Plenty of Respect,” by Billy Altman
“Frankie Miller: He’s Rough and He’s Ready,” by Toby Goldstein
“The Clash Rule the New Wave,” by Simon Frith
Steve Hackett took a few swipes at Genesis (“I’ve never been a fan of them”) as he touted his solo career. It’s probably not the best sign for a solo act when they are more passionate about the band they left behind than their current music.
Author Michael Davis was heartened by Foghat’s dedication to basic boogie. Meanwhile, Lou Reed started his interview with Billy Altman as Mr. Frosty, but eventually went became talkative about different aspects of his musical history and even invited Altman to his home, so the author could hear the “Street Hassle” album on a decent stereo.
Bob Marley was almost completely incomprehensible in his interview with Rob Patterson, so much so that Patterson included a sidebar on “Helpful Hints for Interviewing Rastas,” which had a lot to do with marijuana etiquette. In any case, I’m sure Bob was making some deeply spiritual statements.
Simon Frith’s piece on the Clash is interesting. The author and the band didn’t mesh well on a personal level (Lester Bangs to Frith, ‘You’re right. They really don’t like you),” but that didn’t impact Frith’s admiration for their music.
Robert Christgau on Nick Lowe’s “Pure Pop for Now People” album, “The people here cut off their right arms, castrate Castro, love the sound of breaking glass, roam with alligators in the heart of the city, and go to see the Bay City Rollers. But because the hooks cascade so deftly from sources as diverse as the Beach Boys and the Boomtown Rats, I care about every one of them.”
Michael Davis on Foghat, “If we are the blank generation, then maybe the blankest boogie band should be the biggest.”
“Lonesome” Dave Peverett of Foghat, “We did ‘Sweet Home Chicago’ as an encore in Chicago. Willie Dixon was at the gig, sitting by the side of the stage with his gold tooth shining.”
Lou Reed, “Nobody wants to be a good rhythm guitarist anymore except ni**ers. You know that Marvin Gaye song, ‘Gotta Give It Up,’ the album version? When Marvin says, ‘Here comes the good part,’ and like, it’s the truth. That rhythm guitarist, his throwaways are riffs that people would give their left ball for.”
Keith Richards on replacing Mick Taylor, “Ronnie (Wood) walked in and made the auditions a fuckin’ joke.”
Ron Wood on Charlie Watts, “Charlies is absolutely the whole pivot on this album (‘Some Girls’). Everything comes from him.”
Simon Frith, “Anybody who knows anything knows that the Clash are the best band in Britain.”
Summary: Jumping from the Ramones in the last issue to Lou Reed in this one, Billy Altman was a noticeable winning streak during this timeframe.
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the incomparable daughter of Lagos
I was traveling around and sharing my story in churches
Stella Rose has already played packed-out clubs
“The Beast Inside” Red Carpet Industry Screening, Friday, December 2nd 2022 at Fine Arts Theatre, Beverly Hills Pictorial
Here are red carpet pictures from last Friday…
The attack of Christmas lays waste to everyone
a mini-meet of first rate rap-dance performers