Boy, I wish CREEM would just shut up. Now that it’s dead, that is. It’s been dead for 27 years, you see, since head shop owner and publisher Barry Kramer passed away. How relevant can you be when you’re dead, kaput, six feet under? Apparently, very, if the tone of the CREEM book’s introduction by … Continue reading “Don’t Get Any CREEM on Your Legs: Exposing the Mind-Boggling Arrogance of the Occult Magazine’s Book Compilers”