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Alice Cooper

Killer, the newest from Alice Cooper, follows hot on the heels of Love It to Death, the album that vaulted this group into the charts and made it a dreaded household word. As one young fan wrote in:

Dear Alice,

I love you and your group. Everytime I play your album in the house my mother gets mad at me. When you were playing in Chicago at the Opera House in April, my parents forbid me to go, and my sister and I had to sneak out of the house so my parents wouldn't know where we were.

My mother doesn't like me listening to your records. I am fifteen and should be able to listen if I want.

Can you send me some posters? I wrote to Warner Bros. and they sent some pictures of you. My mother found the pictures and threw them out. She says that you're disgraceful. When are you coming back to Chicago?

If Love It to Death elicited all of the above, wait till mom gets a load of Killer, for this time Alice and the band have laid down an especially mean brand of electrified music topped darkly by an even meaner breed of electrifying vocals. This theater in the round, engraved in vinyl, comes packaged in a jacket with a full-color closeup of a snake on the cover, and several unfolds later a 1972 calendar, detachable, showing Alice himself dangling in a hangman's noose. Once mom gets rid of these, she can go to work on the blood-red T-shirts, buttons and posters that are letting the world at large know that Killer is loose and hack away at the radio from which Alice's new single, "Under My Wheels," is pulsating.

Reticular Registration

When Alice Cooper and entourage, including one Mr. Boa Constrictor, approached the registration desk of the Amsterdam Hilton during their recent European tour, one and all were asked to register, including the snake. The one problem was that the Hilton's pet registration card was definitely slanted towa'rd canines, and Mr. Constrictor subsequently had to suffer the embarrassment of agreeing to keep out of public areas and remain on a leash while traveling to and from his master's room.

Mr. Constrictor was registered in 414, and in case you doubt Circular's word a copy of the registration card is shown.