Back in the mid-seventies, along with (that "other' rock magazine) Circus, I was an avid reader of: Creem. What set this magazine apart from everything else on the newstands was that Creem was only about rock music, no social commentary or politics like: "Rolling Stone". And while "Circus" was fairly straight journalism, this Mag: Creem. never ever took itself very serious. This rag was fun to read, and contained some really cool photographs of the good, the bad and the ugly. It was a: "Must-Read." And as a source for information on rock music and the wild lifestyle of the artists involved, this publication was second To none.
So, I had very high expectations about this book going in. Well, the major problem I have with this book is that it only scratches the surface of what this magazine was REALLY about. I don't agree with the book's editors, and why this was put together in this form. Again, Creem was: "Low-Brow" entertainment, and that is why that it is remembered so fondly today. But still, this book (in spots) does give you that creemy feeling that made this rag so special. Grace Slick, shows that wonderful breast and Joe Perry has wrecked his Corvette, that is what this magazine was all about. We need more totaled cars & cool breasts...That WAS Creem.
I can remember so much from the over 100 issues that I collected. But, I just didn't find enough great "Boy Howdy" in the pages of this book. This volume is good, but it could have been great. It would take set of books of this size, (at least 10) to bring back Creem for the children of the 21st century in the proper manner. The spirit of Creem was larger than this book would lead you to believe.
I need more Creem....Please!!!