This Bridgewater person should be informed that he is being paid to review albums like Robin Lane And The Chartbusters and not expose his failed aspiration to become a master of the literary style known as “stream-of-consciousness.” Now I will admit that I didri’t understand a fucking word except for some reference to Chrissie Hynde’s underarms and sexual aggressiveness (a smothering combination, no doubt), but that still does not keep me from realizing how incredibly bad his writing is.
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This Bridgewater person should be informed that he is being paid to review albums like Robin Lane And The Chartbusters and not expose his failed aspiration to become a master of the literary style known as “stream-of-consciousness.” Now I will admit that I didri’t understand a fucking word except for some reference to Chrissie Hynde’s underarms and sexual aggressiveness (a smothering combination, no doubt), but that still does not keep me from realizing how incredibly bad his writing is. Either tell this guy to study James Joyce and forget “journalism” or be kind and pay for that correspondence course (“Professional Writing I”) that he could never afford because he worked for you people. By the way, j.m., I flipped two out of three and decided you sort of liked the album? Or was it just her underarms, you devil?
Cliff Rampey
Lawton, OK
(You mean it wasn’t obvious?—Ed.)
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