Many readers* have asked me when I'm going to cover classic Argentinian progressive rock magazines of the 1970s.
Well GOOD NEWS! That day has come as I look back at Pelo magazine! Step this way...
(*OK, none as yet)
Pelo - Spanish for Hair - grew out of the burgeoning Argentinian rock scene of the late 1960s, where bands such as Manal, Almendra and Los Gatos were kickstarting the Spanish-language rock movement.
PINAP was a pop music magazine launched in Buenos Aires in 1968. Daniel Ripoll, part of its editorial board, was asked by them to set up one of Argentina's first big open air music festival - 1969's Festival PINAP.
However the festival turned out to be 'too rock' for PINAP. The magazine was more interested in 'the castaways' - náufragos - as the hippie movement in Argentina was known.
Ripoll was a huge fan of rock and keen to promote Argentinian and Spanish-language rock music. So in February 1970 he launched Pelo, a magazine more in tune with the progressive and heavier elements of rock music.
Pelo was the first Argentinian music magazine to take rock seriously. Really seriously. Frank Zappa, Jethro Tull, Joe Cocker, Marc Bolan - Pelo was a magazine for people who really lived the rock scene, even if they could never get to a gig.
Part of Pelo's success was down to mail order: it was one of the first music magazines in Argentina you could subscribe to.
Another part of the magic was the quality of its journalism, as well as the liveliness of its letters pages.
But it was its championing of Argentinian rock that really set Pelo apart from its competitors. And by the mid 1970s it was finding and promoting artists from Peru, Chile, Uruguay and Venezuela, as well as supporting Spanish-language acoustic rock.
The 1970s was a terrible time for Argentina and Daniel Ripoll did not escape the ire of the military authorities. In 1978 he was arrested and held for two months in prison for publishing Pelo and editing MAD magazine in Argentina. On release he was sent into exile in France.
By the end of the '70s, with tastes changing and new magazines emerging, Pelo moved on from prog rock to embrace punk, new wave and stadium rock. But it stayed true to its instincts: serious journalism and Spanish-language rock.
The full archive of Pelo has now been made available online: revistapelo.com.ar Do check it out to see what the '70s rock explosion felt like in Argentina!
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In the shadowy corners of the shortwave spectrum lurk the Numbers Stations: strange radio broadcasts of mysterious blocks of numbers in creepy monotone voices!
It's actually an old form of spycraft which is still in use today. Let's take a listen...
A Numbers Station is a type of one-way voice link for sending information to spies in foreign countries. Operating on Short Wave radio bands they transmit a secret code of spoken numbers.
Use of Numbers Stations peaked during the Cold War, but some are still operating today.
Numbers Stations are operated by various national intelligence agencies. At set times on a pre-arranged frequency a musical tone is played, followed by a speech synthesised voice reading out blocks of numbers. To most listeners it sounds both creepy and meaningless.
Today in pulp I revisit a mystery of the recent past: did ‘John Titor’ really travel back in time from 2038 to the year 2000 to warn us about an apocalyptic future? And why was he so keen on getting his hands on a 1975 IBM 5100 computer?
Let’s find out...
In 1998, US radio talk-show host Art Bell read out a fax from a man claiming to be from the future. Two years later the same man, calling himself Time_Traveler_0, left similar messages on the Time Travel Instutute’s internet forum.
They told a strange tale…
“Greetings. I am a time traveler from the year 2036. I am on my way home after getting an IBM 5100 computer system from the year 1975.”
For the next two years Time_Traveler_0, now calling himself John Titor, would leave many similar messages on internet forums.
The Bawdyguard, by John Dexter. Nightstand Books, 1971.
'John Dexter' didn't actually exist. It was a house alias - along with J X Williams - for a range of writers knocking out cheesy sex pulp for Greenleaf publishing. At least 20% of each novel had to be sex scenes with the other 80% titillation, voyeurism or padding. Not much space for character arcs or a hero's journey...
Greenleaf initially specialized in sci-fi magazines, until they discovered sex was selling better. A number of writers were quietly supplying novels for both scenes. Robert Silverberg, Harlan Ellison and Donald E Westlake all provides pseudonymous sex novels for the publisher.
Case 32: High Marks For Malice (1989). Nordic knits always work and they're great for detectives. Pastels are very flattering but you'll need a good lint roller if it's a long case you're investigating. This is a clear fashion win.
Case 51: A Model Crime (1990). Gold is a hard colour to pull off, but the details are on point here: single button and shoulder pads make it a power look and Nancy has sensibly avoided the '90s waitcoat trend. Another win.