I realized one little thing while writing this piece. As many entries I have put in my indexed SLAM database covering all things written and published in the magazine over the years, I never thought about adding references to the dudes adorning the index of each issue. (Side note: someone once asked me if I had indexed the ads—I have not. Yet)
The publication was hella rad in its early days, wild by nature, and abiding exclusively by its own (if any) rules. A clue? Right there looking at you plastered in the very first line of the ish No.