I slept on the floor of the room he was renting, and listened to records on his phonograph, during those four and a half days in New York City. He was a grad student at Columbia that year. David was another friend I’d met through our mutual interest in science fiction. These were first-drafted in pencil and then typed up on mimeo stencils on David Hartwell’s typewriter. The other eight pages were record reviews, mostly of 45s I’d obtained by making a pest of myself at various record companies’ midtown New York offices.
It was called “Get Off of My Cloud!” after a recent hit by the Rolling Stones. On the inside of the cover was my first editorial, also typed (and written spontaneously) at Ted’s that Sunday night. The trades are strictly for the business side of the business and the only things left are the fan amazines that do mostly the ‘what colour sock my idol wears’ bit.” The cover, typed and executed on Ted White’s typewriter, which had a cool, smaller-than-usual “micro-elite” typeface, featured a quote from a new British group, the Fortunes, talking to a London music paper after returning from their first US tour: “There is no musical paper scene out there like there is in England. I wrote everything in that first issue myself.
The date on the masthead was February 7, because the 17-year-old founder unreasonably intended it to be a weekly magazine, and he knew that magazines are usually dated according to the day they go off sale (one week after the on-sale date, in the case of a weekly). The first issue of the first American rock music magazine was printed on Sunday, January 30, 1966, in a basement in Brooklyn, New York, on the Qwertyuiop Press mimeograph belonging to and operated by Ted White, a science-fiction fan (and writer and editor). Introduction to First Issue by Paul Williams, reviews by Paul Williams
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