Description
Contents: Mail (A resourceful reader translates our February centerfold into type art. More), Openers (Foolproofing the obscene phone call, cameling the Sahara, odds and ends), Revue (Kael lost it at the movies; D. Keith Mano found it stuck to the bottom of his seat), I, Jodorowsky (The world’s weirdest filmmaker remembers chicken slaughter and sees God in a Big Mac), Fiona Lewis (A pretty girl develops a case of the revolutionary itch – and scratches it), The Phone Freaks Last Stand (Are they the logical rejoinder to Metacorp, or just a bundh of staticheads? No maatter. A.T.&T. isn’t wasting any more time being reasonable about them), Dancing Clothes (Lurex bathing suits and studded denims; it’s Fifties Revival garb. Put out a bowl of popcorn and turn up the radio; these clothes will start dancing without any help from you), Full-Steam Eddy (His bike has neither brakes nor gears. Sometimes his groin bleeds where it rubs against the saddle. His earnings are estimated at half a million dollars a year), Wildflower Sun (Marie Ekkore gives her measurements only in centimeters. Raw figures don’t matter. Ratiod so), Conversations With Diana Rigg (She wants children, but she doesn’t want marriage. She likes relationships, but she prefers to be alone. Emma Peel of The Avengers is about to take on a Hollywood TV sitcom), Oui’s Heavy 20 (Heiresses and society girls, the world’s most eligible bachelorettes. Pretty, too. Unfortunately, you’re never going to get much closer to them than this), Face-To-Face With The Goat God (The doors of perception swing both ways. William Burroughs and Craig Karpel see God), French Postcards (No, not the Eiffel Tower; the adult, sexy kind), De Emperor Of Ice Cream (Right here in North America. That’s extant, not extinct), The Bottom Of France (Girls and boys frolic in the world’s finest altogether
Issue: August 1973
Condition: Very Good