LETTERS
Hi! I’m a girl from Sweden and I’d like you to write to me! I’m 18 years old and I listen to all sorts of rock ’n’ roll music from the Beatles to Springsteen! Write to: Towe Soderberg Karlsgatan 27A 72214 Vastera Sweden BROKEN HEARTED AGAIN New Year’s Eve.
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HUBBA!
Hi! I’m a girl from Sweden and I’d like you to write to me! I’m 18 years old and I listen to all sorts of rock ’n’ roll music from the Beatles to Springsteen! Write to: Towe Soderberg Karlsgatan 27A 72214 Vastera Sweden
BROKEN HEARTED AGAIN New Year’s Eve. Down here in Lonesome Town all is quiet and sullen. Today, someone has managed to change the whole shebang. Pulled the plug and rug out. Took from us one hell of a Teenage Idol. Rick Nelson.
This probably won’t mean much to your average CREEM reader, who—like most—lumps Rick together with the rest of the Villains of ’50s rock (Fabian, Avalon, Pat Boone, Paul Anka, etc.).
Well, I’m here to set the record straight. Rick was a rocker. His earliest works are some of the most passionate sides by any hepcat, runnin’ the gamut from rockabilly to rippin’ R & B and everything in between. Just bend an ear to songs like “Stood Up,” “Waitin’ In School” and “Shirley Lee” and tell me the kid couldn’t rock with the best of ’em!