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On Sat,
6 Sep 1997, R. Bentz Kirby wrote:
> In
the August edition of Relix, the Greatful Dead type mag, they review
> on
page 70, a book entitled, Everything I Know I Learned on Acid by Coco
>
Perkelis. One of the quotes she seized
upon was by Jack, suposedly, and
>
is:
>
>
"There's nothing nobler than to put up with a few inconvieniences like
>
snakes and dust for the sake of absolute freedom."
>
> Is
this an accurate quote and from where?
>
>
Thanks.
> --
>
Bentz
>
bocelts@scsn.net
>
>
http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw
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This is
from "The Vanishing American Hobo." An essay in Lonesome Traveler.
Great
essay and one of my favorite quotes.
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Subject: Sentimentality
It
seems to me that what some people point to as sentimentality in
Kerouac's
work is really the result of a strong strain of nostalgia that
Kerouac
shares with America's greatest writers from Cooper to
Fitzgerald. This nostalgic view, it seems to me, is a
direct result of
America's
failure to realize its promise or live up to its dream.
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At
12:59 PM 9/8/97 BST, you wrote:
>On
Fri, 5 Sep 1997 14:12:33 -0500 Matthew S Sackmann wrote:
>
>>
Right now i'm reading the Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test and
>it
is blowing me
>>
away. So great to see our Dean Moriarty
back in action.
>And
it seems
>>
like the Pranksters were the only next logical step for
>the
Beats to take.
>
>I
finished this in the summer, and was also completely blown
>away. This might have had something to do with
finishing it
>in
Gare Du Nord (Paris) atfer a hectic day-trip with two
>hours
sleep only, but hey! It just seemed to
me to be
>really
inspiring, but also kinda sad. The
ideas and the
>force
for change, not necessarily for good or for evil, but
>for
change itself, seemed to be consumed by their own
>creation. Kesey starts talking about "going
beyond acid",
>which
is something I'd been thinking for myself a while
>back,
but "The Movement" are against it because it has
>become
full of kids just getting their kicks, which is all
>fine
and dandy up to the point where it stands in the way of
>what
I would hesitatingly call progress.
Some of the
>Buddhists
with connections to the Beats and what came after
>them
saw LSD as neither the means nor the end.
Visions were
>all
it was, not enlightenment in any sense.
Whilst it
>opened
the doors, it did not allow people to step through
>and
stay there, they just had to keep opening the door and
>watch
it being shut again.
>The
spirit of the thing seems to be the most important
>aspect
which carried on, mostly (for my generation anyhow)
>through
the book. Just... experiment with the
moment and
>see
where you end up. Change perception and
live another
>way. Nice.
>I
read One Flew Over The Cookoo's Nest just before TECAAT,
>and
it felt like a real kick in the butt for all those
>pretentious
literary establishment (the shadowy they) who
>think
that great "artistes" have to live a certain way, have
>to
talk a certain way, have to do a certain way.
Kesey blew
>that
apart, and whilst I haven't read anything else of his,
>it
pleases me to know that to influence the establishment
>you
don't have to be bound by it.
>
>Tom.
H.
>http://www.uea.ac.uk/~w9624759
>"A
Bear of Very Little Brain"
>
I tried
Sometimes a Great Notion after that, and couldn't finish
it, it
was so dull.
Mike
Rice
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might i
suggest reading 'storming heaven, the history of lsd in america" by
jay
stevens.
it
includes priceless anecdotes, including AG and peter o's first trip in
which
they appeared naked in tim leary's living room demanding a phone to
call
the president and kreuschev (man, spelling is all gone to hell here)
and
tell them the secret of peace, lots of other characters as well.
wonderful
read informative and fills in much of the gaps between leary camp
and
pranksters.
mc
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thanks,
diane for reminding us to stop puling and whining and read and
share.
i just got paul mcD's WRITE OF PASSAGE
in the mail today. going to
spend
some time with a friend i am going to meet in just about a month.
paul,
you kick ass! and diane, what a gem of a poem.
mc
______
>I
Beg You Come Back & Be Cheerful
>
>Tonite
I got hi in the window of my apartment
> chair at 3 a.m.
>gazing
at Blue incandescent torches
> bright-lit street below
>clotted
shadows looming on a new laid pave
>--as
last week Medieval rabbiz
> plodded thru the brown raw
> dirt turned over--sticks
> & cans
> and tired ladies sitting on spanish
> garbage pails--in the deadly heat
> --one month ago
> the fire hydrants were awash--
> the sun at 3 p.m. today in a haze--
>now
all dark outside, a cat crosses
> the street silently--I meow
>and
she looks up, and passes a
> pile of rubble on the way
> to a golden shining garbage pail
> (phosphur in the night
> & alley stink)
> (or door-can mash)
> --Thinking America is a chaos
>Police
clog the streets with their anxiety,
> Prowl cars creak & halt:
>
>Today
a woman, 20, slapped her brother
> playing with his infant bricks--
> toying with a huge rock--
> 'Don't do that now! the cops! the
cops!'
>And
there was no cop there--
> I looked around shoulder
>a
pile of crap in the opposite direction.
>
>Tear
gas! Dynamite! Mustaches!
>I'll
grow a beard and carry lovely
> bombs,
>I
will destroy the world, slip in between
> the cracks of death
> And change the Universe--Ha!
>I
have the secret, I carry
> Subversive salami in
> my ragged briefcase
>"Garlic,
Poverty, a will to Heaven,"
> a strange dream in my meat:
>
>Radiant
clouds, I have heard God's voice in
> my sleep, or Blake's awake, or my own
or
>the
dream of a delicatessen of snorting cows
> and bellowing pigs--
> The chop of a knife
> a finger severed in my brain--
> a few deaths I know--
>
> O brothers of Laurel
>Is
the world real?
> Is the Laurel
>a
joke or a crown of thorns?--
>
> Fast, pass
> up the ass
> Down I go
> Cometh Woe
>
>--the
street outside
> me spying on New York.
>The
dark truck passes snarling &
> vibrating deep--
>
>What
> if
> the
> worlds
> were
> a
> series
> of steps
>
> What
> if
> the
> steps
> joined
> back
> at
> the
>Margin
>
>Leaving
us flying like birds into Time
> --eyes and car headlights--
> The shrinking of emptiness
>in
the Nebulae
>
>These
galaxies cross like pinwheels & they pass
> like gas
>What
forests are born.
>
>September
15, 1959
>>From
Kaddish.
>DC
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DAVE: i
want to teleport you to the land of vermont where the possiblity of
hemp
becoming a cash crop and bernie sanders remains in office (bernie
inhales
and don't care who knows it!)
mc
>Here
in the Land where we still believe Eisenhower is President (somehow
>still
connected for recharging to WSB as exposed in Selected Letters)
>and
that the Pledge of Allegiance is still a pretty poem, the COPS have
>a
different angle. They still believe
that George Wallace is still
>President
and they pledge allegiance every morning to pictures of Kent
>State.
>
>dbr
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>It
seems to me that what some people point to as sentimentality in
>Kerouac's
work is really the result of a strong strain of nostalgia that
>Kerouac
shares with America's greatest writers from Cooper to
>Fitzgerald. This nostalgic view, it seems to me, is a
direct result of
>America's
failure to realize its promise or live up to its dream.
_________
thanks
bill. and i treasure the bits that JK does capture, like all the
FOODY
sights and smells, the wrinkly tar pavement, the brown evenings the
suppers,
all bring back to me the magic of being too young to understand
the
world had already gone to shit before i was born.
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On Mon,
8 Sep 1997, Matthew S Sackmann wrote:
> On
Fri, 5 Sep 1997, Mike Rice wrote:
>
>
> At 11:56 AM 9/5/97 -0700, you wrote:
>
> >>In her last post on Naked Lunch, Diane raised the issue of
>
> >>sentimentality. Certainly,
Burroughs, like Old Bull Lee, is free from
>
> >>that vice.
For
anyone who wants to know why "sentimentality" is a dirty word when
applied
to literature, I refer you to that handy Glossary of Literary
Terms
by MH Abrams. Sentimentality is so reviled that it made the glossary
under
its own title. Like writing love poems, expressing sentiment without
sentimentality
is extremely difficult, when it's so easy to fall into
age-old
cliches and simplistic devices. The problem is, as ever, to make
it new,
without recourse to excess, or cloying cliche. Does Kerouac
succeed?
I'll leave that to the Kerouac crowd.
Diane,
Burroughs is not entirely free from the attempts at capturing
sentiment.
Whenever he talks about his cats, or lemurs, he always runs the
risk of
lapsing into a cheap sentimentality, however I think he escapes
it. It
was almost a shock to read The Cat Inside for the first time, and
Burroughs
himself recognizes it when he says he reads over the notes he
has
written about his cats and hears the voice of a simpering old queen.
You are
correct in that sentiment never appears previously in his work,
and
several critics have pointed to the absence of ANY sentiment as a
distinguishing
factor-- unless one infers sentiment in the short almost
nostalgic
fragments about St. Louis that appear throughout The Wild Boys,
and to
a lesser extent Port of Saints, but that's a stretch. There is
certainly
no sense of sentimentality in the detached 1-dimensional
characters
of NL and the cut-up trilogy.
In
creating sentiment, Burroughs writes some of his most beautiful lyric
passages
in The Ghost of Chance, something Miles remarks on in El Hombre
Invisible.
The encounters between Captain Mission and the lemurs are
equally
and achingly sad and beautiful, hauntingly poignant.
Along
with the creation of sentiment in The Cat Inside, we also have the
first
instance of a positive portrayal of love. In the cut-up trilogy,
love is
the "Love Con": a viral force and the chief weapon of the
Venusians
in their desire to maintain their parasitic life by perpetuating
the
Myth of Duality. In The Cat Inside, Burroughs' sees his relationship
with
his cats and their need for him as a source of beauty; however he
constructs
the power balances involved in the need of the cats in the same
way
that he constructed the addictive nature of love in human
relationships.
Now, for Burroughs, "need" had always been a dirty word,
and the
need for a sexual other in a love relationship was just another
variable
in The Algebra of Need. He remarks in The Cat Inside that his
sexual
desire has all but disappeared, so it is interesting how the need
for a
human sexual other is reviled, but the rise of the need for a
non-sexual
feline familiar is celebrated. Somehow the algebra of need
between
cat and keeper is beautiful and endearing, while the face of total
need on
a human is the ugliest thing there is.
What I
think a few people missed a while back when discussing Burroughs'
last
(written) words, was the affinity he again draws between love and
junk:
"Love.
The most natural pain-killer. What there is. LOVE."
Someone
said that it probably should have been that love is the greatest
source
of pain, but as the most natural pain killer, like junk, love is
also
involved in the addiciton/withdrawal cycle. Burroughs has come full
circle,
and reaffirms the cycle of addiction, but this time he accepts it
with
resignation, rather than trying to escape. When Fletch dies,
the
pain killer is gone and he must feel the horrible experience of
withdrawal.
Burroughs opened himself to that love, but the ontological
affirmation
"What there is" makes love ineluctable, inevitable. Love may
ease
the pain of living, but its loss focusses that pain to a blinding
intensity.
So in a
roundabout way, that's how I read Burroughs' last journal entry.
Neil
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>On
Fri, 5 Sep 1997, Mike Rice wrote:
>
>>
At 11:56 AM 9/5/97 -0700, you wrote:
>>
>>In her last post on Naked Lunch, Diane raised the issue of
>>
>>sentimentality. Certainly,
Burroughs, like Old Bull Lee, is free from
>>
>>that vice. Kerouac, however,
has been the subject of a charge of
>>
>>sentimentality more than once.
At the end of a term paper I wrote for
>>
>>him on Kerouac, Alfred Kazin noted "But what about his spaniel
>>
>>sentimentality?" I argue
that Kerouac USUALLY rises above it,
>>
>>frequently undercutting such notions with mock-heroic juxtapositions as
>>
>>in the cowboy scene in OTR.
What do you think folks about the Beats --
>>
>>particularly Kerouac and Ginsberg -- in terms of their being overly
>>
>>sentimental?
>>
>>
>>
> I don't necessarily consider
sentimentality a "vice" when it comes to
>>
>literature. Sentimentality is
intrinsically tied to memory. I'd argue
>>that
>>
>sentimentality in writing demonstrates an author's ability to re-live
>>
>(frequently to re-love) the past on paper.
I won't get into the
>>reliability
>>
>of memory here but neither Kerouac nor Ginsberg stick in my mind as overly
>>
>"gushy" or "flowery" writers.
>>
>
>>
> James M.
>>
>
>>
>
>>
There is not an ounce of sentimentality in Howl. Not an ounce.
>>
Comedy, obscenity, blasphemy, yes, sentimentality no.
>>
>>
Mike Rice
>>
>
>What
about when Ginsberg describes the US: "The United States that we hug
>and
kiss under the covers. "The United
States that coughs all night and
>wont
let us sleep."
>I'm
paraphrasing, but this seems sentimental to me.
>"And
now Denver is lonesome for her heros."
this to seems sentimental.
>
>-matt
fuck
sentimental. i don't know if that is, but if it is i don't know if
there's
anything wrong with it, but aww what the fuck, i'm just writing
this
cuz i don't have anything to do. sorry i'm sending this but i don't
want to
waste my typing time. see, the whole thing with sentimentality is
this,
sometimes, when you feel sentimental about something, let's take
Kerouac
as kind of an American angel and American tragedy, it expresses
something
about the circumstance that another emotion would not express.
there's
nothing intrinsically wrong with sentimentality, so if a little of
it
appears in Kerouac and Ginsberg, that might be alright. i think as
writers,
both these authors expressed an emotional connection to America
and
that part of the compassion which the beats claimed to promote might
include
sentimentality as a function of it. sorry for this emotional and
senseless
post. i'm being forced to face a frustrating life as i write
these
very words.
leo
"The
whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so
certain
of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts."
--Bertrand Russel
"Time
is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so."
--Douglas Adams
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Diane
De Rooy wrote:
>
> In
a message dated 97-09-08 08:47:37 EDT, David Rhaesa writes:
>
>
<< just listening to the cricket
talk i
> said to myself what the fuck just type what
the cricket is saying and
> let them delete it and complain about
it >>
>
>
sounds like yer havin a big sur experience back there in the heartland,
>
dbr...
and how
else would you start your monday morning????
dbr
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Alan W. Watts remembered
THE WAY OF ZEN 1957
Rin Tin Tin &
Zorro
...a numbers of years ago (i remember
the first
televised operas &
old dodge car & platters'
song
and
sunny afternoon)
...a numbers of years ago
1947 Jack Kerouac wrote
then it was a fast walk along
a silvery,
dusty road beneath inky trees
of California-
a road like in The Mark of
Zorro and a road
like all the roads you see in
Western B movies
HOOT!
hooooooooooooot!
1997
by the way TODAY
except for hair pinned head
IS THAT A PROBLEM?
sure sure NOT just
drunk...
spiders! VIRTUAL REBELS!
caffeine addicted virtual rebels
IS that a problem?
ok THE WEB today look LIKE MORE
a PICASSO's painting
IN EVERY WAY
long live Zorro & Rin Tin Tin
my old friends!
Rinaldo.
9 sep
97
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Yes,
Paul, I received WRITE OF PASSAGE today too, and love it! A thumbs up
review!
I brought it to work so I probably won't get much done. Anyway, I
recomend
the book to all BEAT-L subscribers, tis the title above by Paul
McDonald.
was
worth the wait Paul, thanks,
Dave B.
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i got a
question, which i'd appreciate it if someone could answer for me
tonight.
when was On The Road published for the first time? this month
forty
years ago, correct, but the date? i'm going to try to organize a
marathon
reading of the book at a local joint in my little Minnesota town
(Winona).
thanks
much,
leo
"Let
us hope that the whores of evil no longer loiter on the doorsteps of
your
path, beckoning you into the brothel of despair, and that hereinafter,
you may
present them with the most rigid manifestations of a firm and manly
will.
Ad astra per aspera." --Jack
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What do
you think folks about the Beats --
>
particularly Kerouac and Ginsberg -- in terms of their being overly
>
sentimental?
Thanks
Bill for suggesting an interesting thread.
Kazin
is certainly not the first to accuse the Beats of "spaniel
sentimentality."
But one always needs to take someone like Kazin
somewhat
seriously.
I think
that at their best neither JK nor AG are really "sentimental."
Norman
Rockwell is sentimental--expurgated, sweetened, etc. Both JK and
AG are
certainly nostaligic and enthusiastic and I think these elements
get
confused with sentimentality. In
Kerouac there is a sort of naivete
that
can look like sentimentality but isn't.
Jack is not afraid to be
enthusiastic
and positive about the things he loves.
Ginsberg also. But
the way
Jack pictures Lowell is hardly the way Rockwell would. This
enthusiasm
is one of the principle ways that JK and AG rebelled against
the all
pervasive irony and fatalism that seem to characterize much of
modernism. No one ever accused Pound and Eliott and
Joyce of being
sentimental. Kerouac (especially) at his best has a
wonderful naive
enthusiasm
for his subject matter. He is certainly
in a great American
tradition
with this going back through Wolfe to Whitman.
Ginsberg, as
in the
passages Matthew quotes, and more so in later, weaker things,
seems
to me to verge closer on sentimentality.
But when you hear
Ginsberg
read his things he gives the lines a sort of self mocking
irony,
(as in Denver being lonesome for her heroes) that makes the line
seem
less sentimental than funny. Ginsberg
and Kerouac look back to
enthusiasts
and visionaries like Whitman and Blake.
Neither figure was
attractive
to the New Critics and their heirs (like Kazin) and the
critical
establisment has never tired of flogging them
for this error.
I don't
follow you, Bill, on your seeing this "sentimental" theme as the
result
of American writers having been "failed" by America. Hell,
America
has failed everyone. No other country I
can think of has been
founded
with a myth or collection of myths it was expected to live up
to. Nations that were formed as the result of a
king finally being able
to
dominate lesser nobles and form a larger enterprise don't have this
problem
or having been formed to exemplify an idea. They develop their
national
myths long after the fact of their founding.
How seriously did
anyone
take Romulus and Remus. America certainly
has failed to live up
to its
billing. The ideas were unrealizable
given the nature of us
humans. America failed the Puritans (lord if they
were to see us now.
Maybe I
could give Cotton Mather a pass to Bondage a Go Go at the
Trocadero)
just as badly as it failed JK or Fenimore Cooper.
Sentimentality
is sugar coated and false. I don't
thing our boys are.
J.
Stauffer
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> I
tried Sometimes a Great Notion after that, and couldn't finish
>
it, it was so dull.
>
>
Mike Rice
Mike,
That's
too bad. I don't think I've reread SAGN
for twenty years or so
but my
friends and I loved it when it came out and it held up well for
me when
I reread it in the 70's. You need some
interest and sympathy in
rural
life to love it, probably. But a great
story in the Faulknerian
tradition. Wonderful conflict between the intellectual
brother and his
ubermench
redneck brother and not flattering to the intellectual side.
Or the
union side, and this is hard for academics and liberals to love.
Not a
PC book. But there are great characters
and a wonderful story and
great
minor characters too, like the wino shake bolt cutter. But then I
spent a
lot of time in Oregon around the logging trade so that adds
something
for me--but I hadn't done that yet the first time I read and
loved
this book. Give it another try
sometime--it might grab you. And
if you
had ever spent a few weeks of winter in any town like Coos Bay,
Newport,
Florence, Waldport, etc--you would understand.
J.
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I love
Sometimes A Great Notion, which does flip around in time but the
language
is beautiful. If you finish the book you are greatly rewarded (if you
have
been a careful reader). It is one of those books I re-read every three
years
or so, along with ON THE ROAD.
But
yes, a serious Faulkner influence is in tha book. I was reading Faulkner's
The
Bear the other day and thought, 'where have I read this before?' (at least
style-wise).
I am surprised how many people have trouble with this book as I
think it
is Kesey's best so far.
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Rinaldo,
I
enjoyed the sentimentality of the Zorro and Rin Tin Tin images. Have
you
ever hear Son of Zorro or something like that by Hall and Oates? It
was on
the one album where they tried to make music instead of hits,
Abandoned
Lunchenette.(Sp?). For anyone like me
who grew up in the 50's
and was
worried to start school because my mom might not let me stay up
to
watch Zorro, Rinaldo's poem and Son of Zorro are required reading.
I think
the song is something like:
War
baby, son of Zorro.
The
bold renegade carves a z with his blade, the horseman known as
Zorro.
--
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Did You
Ever See Rinaldo?
Did you
ever sell the Star?
save up
enough to buy x-ray glasses?
collect
soda bottles for a deposit?
buy anything
out of the ads in Boy's Life?
buy
anything out of the ads in a comic book?
save up
enough Kool-Aid points to get anything worth having?
hate
the kid that actually sold enough (insert here "wrapping paper,
light
bulbs, candy, or other appropriate item") to actually get a decent
prize
instead of the pencil set with your name on it like I usually got?
work as
a school crossing guard, but you had to explain to the principal
that
you really were responsible, it's just that school is so boring and
someone
has to make the class laugh?
want to
be a bird until you figured out that birds were actually less
free
than you?
get run
into on your bike on the way to school when your teacher pulled
out
from her driveway in front of you?
have a
friend pull out a knife and scrape a new car the length of its
body to
impress you?
feel
like you just ran too slow? And didn't
know what to do about it?
grow up
to run track?
work in
a watermelon field?
eat
baloney sandwiches with mayonaise for lunch?
drink
RC Colas under the shade of a live oak?
eat
vienna sauages with saltines for lunch?
wonder
if snakes lay in the watermelon vines that came up to your knees?
clip
ripe melons, between 20 to 25 pounds, and don't screw up?
carry
45 pound melons out of a field when you weighed 115 yourself?
ask the
wino to buy you two quarts of Country Club Malt Liquor?
buy the
wino a drink of his choice?
buy a
homeless man a meal?
see
Jesus?
see
God?
see
Rinaldo on the rec.music.dylan newsgroup?
--
Bentz
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>Hi.I'm
pretty sure I'm going to Barcelona in Oct.and am hoping
>that
you may know of cool bookstores there (and if they sell
>English
language in addition to Spanish).
>
>Also
>Is
there a Spanish Kerouac/Cassady/Holmes/Huncke whose books
>I
should search out?
>
>Thanks,
>
>
>Carl
There's
a beautiful Spanish "Memory babe" with a stunning (tinted) pic of
JK
onthe cover.
j grant
Small
Press Authors and Publishers display books
FREE
at
BookZen
http://www.bookzen.com
375,913 visitors - 07-01-96 to
07-01-97
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Subject: Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Website
I would
like to announce the creation of the official Lowell Celebrates
Kerouac!
Website. This site contains photos and
information regarding the
upcoming
Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Festival, October 2-5 1997. The URL is
http://members.aol.com/LCKerouac/index.html
I
welcome everyone to contribute ideas and suggestions to help this site
grow,
your contributions are important!
Sincerely,
Jeff
Durand
Lowell
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Slight
insomnia went to denny's reading huston smith hindu stuff start
talking
with don the 66 year old hitch-hiker.
he described himself as
"i
got the face of 25 miles of bad road."
i cackled. We talked about
everything
from here to eternity the broad general view of things and
the
specifics of the worrying away of society.
He'd worked at the track
in East
Moline so we had kismet from my Rock Island wandering period...
nice
real conversation. He said i looked
like a writer. How nice for
me. First time i'd really heard that around
here. He's headed to
Chicago
or Wisconsin....
Back at
apartment....deafening silence. only
mechanical sounds ...
fridge,
water from other apartments, something missing this morning ...
WHO
STOLE MY CRICKETS !!!!!!!
A damn
choir full of them yesterday morning just musing along and while
i'm off
with Don the Hitch-hiker some how someone snuck in here and
sweeped
up the whole damn operahouse full. If
you see them say hello.
No
rewards - but tell them they're welcome back anytime.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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>WHO
STOLE MY CRICKETS !!!!!!!
>A
damn choir full of them yesterday morning just musing along and while
>i'm
off with Don the Hitch-hiker some how someone snuck in here and
>sweeped
up the whole damn operahouse full. If
you see them say hello.
>No
rewards - but tell them they're welcome back anytime.
hey
dave! i didn't see them but did receive an email from them. they've
decided
to do the Grand Tour of Europe with first stopover in venice to
sing to
rinaldo.
mc
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The review in the New York Times appeared
9/5/47 and "the phone
started ringing the next morning",
that is the only date I have heard
associated with OTR, in that respect.
love and lilies,
matt h.
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i got a
question, which i'd appreciate it if someone could answer for me
tonight.
when was On The Road published for the first time? this month
forty
years ago, correct, but the date? i'm going to try to organize a
marathon
reading of the book at a local joint in my little Minnesota town
(Winona).
thanks
much,
leo
"Let
us hope that the whores of evil no longer loiter on the doorsteps of
your
path, beckoning you into the brothel of despair, and that hereinafter,
you may
present them with the most rigid manifestations of a firm and manly
will.
Ad astra per aspera." --Jack Kerouac
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friends,
a new
italian writer & On the Road (Sulla Strada),
"Jack
Frusciate e' uscito dal gruppo"
a novel
written by Enrico Brizzi.
Kikka
has translated a fragment,
saluti
Rinaldo.
---
"From
the magnetic file of Mister Alex D. I m readin
Kerouac,
and don t bother me cause I m
readin Kerouac,
and I m
listenin to all my records, and I m
readin also
Tondelli
and Andrea de Carlo that become my favourite
italian
writers.
I don t
care about seeing anyone.
I m at
my granny s, gettin ready for my
removal, with my
jollinvicta
full of coverage books, Bolognese writers
books,
a pair of pyjamas and two or three shirts.
Aidi
has never seen my house.
At
first, when we had just met, we decided that she had to
spend
an afternoon at my house, but when I told the
Chancellor
so, he kicked up a shindy, and the problem -
ehm -
was essentialy that she was a girl.
... And
since you have to gain your spaces, and finding
everything
on a plate makes no-backboned people and here
we don
t need no-backboned people, at most you can do as
some
English students, that when invite a girl into their
room
unhinge the door.
Really
picturesque, but do we need it?
It s
respect.
But
since I didn t want my parents to look Aidi up and
down
all the afternoon, I told her about our dialogue and
- many
greetings - she has never been to my house.
When my
parents ll be away, such as the day after tomorrow
very
very early - my family s shifts are incredible for
the
hour they happen such as a quarter to six in the
morning:
it s obvious: you re so slow! - my house ll be
closed
hermetically, locked up, and who s outside is
outside
and who s inside is inside.
And
since I want Aidi to see my house after leaving, and
since
my parents - provident (!) - took my keys in order
to keep
me away from the house, when I came back from
England
, I went to a hardware store and I had two copies
of the
keys done, in spite of any unforseen event.
The day
after tomorrow morning we ll use them to penetrate
the
mistery of the submerged flat, and I can not answer
the
phone, cause I do read On the Road,
now."
---
Kikka.
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Good
morning David and all,
+AD4-Slight
insomnia went to denny's reading huston smith hindu stuff start
+AD4-talking
with don the 66 year old hitch-hiker.
he described himself as
+AD4AIg-i
got the face of 25 miles of bad road.+ACI-
i cackled. We talked
about
+AD4-everything
from here to eternity the broad general view of things and
+AD4-the
specifics of the worrying away of society.
He'd worked at the track
+AD4-in
East Moline so we had kismet from my Rock Island wandering period...
+AD4-nice
real conversation. He said i looked
like a writer. How nice for
+AD4-me. First time i'd really heard that around
here. He's headed to
+AD4-Chicago
or Wisconsin....
You
came to Santa Cruz by highway 17. End of twenty miles of twisting and
turning
mountain road with unexpected dangerous turns, woods melting into
the
rolling hills,
layered
to catch the sun from different angles. Man I seen that nameless
dude,
or was he, eerie how they all seem to be.
Only on weeknights though.
On
weekend late bights early morns our Denny's still gets invaded by the
dressed
up young and middling revelers, mooching and smooching and party
weary,
some did and some didn't, some didn't yet, some falling asleep on
their
dreams, bodies worn by drink, drugs and looks frazzled at the edges.
The air
full of chatter, every inch of air full of rising falling chuckles.
A
circus of battered dating game officionados, hunters returning from the
streams
looking for dolphins, bitten by sharks, you know, fishermen's
stories,
mebbe it is a mackerel, almost ready to give up, to call it another
day. Want to know what the frat kids are wearing?
the music they are
hearing,
the jokes they are telling, who is
making
out with whom, The secretaries and their bosses, the salesmen and
their
neighbors, come to Dennys sunday morning, late night morning.
On
weekdays though the place is a ghost filled with empty shadows, a rumpled
traveller
here and there. A homeless person making it through the night with
a few
cups of coffee at Denny's. Sometimes a couple sitting on the sidewalk
against
the
wall with backpacks beside them. Used to be full of hikers and bikers
and
hippies hitching rides discussing the merits of the latest from
Michuakan. Now it is more frowning mouths in dirt caked
faces, piercing
souls
fixing on my eyes for a quarter, mister. I try not to
look.
Out of a corner of the eye I see the +ACI-regulars+ACI- few. One got
always a
cup of
coffee in front of him, stacks of frazzled notebooks, and he is
scribbling,
scribbling, always noticing that he is noticed, not saying a
word.
You remind me David, got to say hello next time I see him.
Seldom
hear crickets here. Can't remember when I heard those ones. But the
large
lawn in front of the house is a living sparkling carpet of frog
symphony
in season. Every chair, blade of grass full of sound, constant,
incessant,
total,
excited , no room for anything in the world down there endless
timeless,
not going anywhere, we are all here now,
one steady song on and
on and
on, i
have waited, but always been outwaited. No change, no stop. The
thought
of
stepping
on that grass drives me further away from it. First time I heard it
coming
home I didn't know what in the hell that was about. Maybe it was a
strange
new miniature sprinkler system, not quite hissing but something like
that in
there also, newfangled technology my first expectation. But it had
just
rained. Was still drizzling. Come to find out it happens only after
rains.
But they will be there. After four years here I can count on these
frog
song fests, although only sometimes. Usually I am surprised after
giving
up the wait. Where do they come from? Where do they go? Always there,
unheard
of, unseen? Transported by the rain drops for a National convention?
Jubilee?
Never saw one yet. I keep looking for one. Just one. Never.
Someone
said they are the size of a thumb-nail. Frogs? Can it be?
I know
them when I hear them though. My head is full of their sound. That's
another
thing, their sound fills my head, no space left for anything else.
Wish I
had the words to describe them like some music critic examining the
after
taste of nature.
To
relevate the topic - are they beat? Telling us something we could learn
to
understand? Beating the bushes.
I am
off again, to work again , have a good Tuesday, ciao
leon
+AD4-Back
at apartment....deafening silence. only
mechanical sounds ...
+AD4-fridge,
water from other apartments, something missing this morning ...
+AD4-
+AD4-WHO
STOLE MY CRICKETS +ACEAIQAhACEAIQAhACE-
+AD4-A
damn choir full of them yesterday morning just musing along and while
+AD4-i'm
off with Don the Hitch-hiker some how someone snuck in here and
+AD4-sweeped
up the whole damn operahouse full. If
you see them say hello.
+AD4-No
rewards - but tell them they're welcome back anytime.
+AD4-
+AD4-david
rhaesa
+AD4-salina,
Kansas
+AD4-.-
+AD4-
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> i
got a question, which i'd appreciate it if someone could answer for me
>
tonight. when was On The Road published for the first time? this month
>
forty years ago, correct, but the date? i'm going to try to organize a
>
marathon reading of the book at a local joint in my little Minnesota town
>
(Winona).
damn.
your three days late. it was the fifth of september for all the
others
out there who do not know.
>
"Let us hope that the whores of evil no longer loiter on the doorsteps of
>
your path, beckoning you into the brothel of despair, and that hereinafter,
>
you may present them with the most rigid manifestations of a firm and manly
>
will. Ad astra per aspera." --Jack
Kerouac
randy
>
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PAINKILLER!
(in
loving Remembrance of Fletch and Jonah)
Side
One: Becoming Osiris
1) Strange Waters -- Bruce Cockburn
2) Leftover Wine -- Melanie
3) Interlude and Last Words of Dutch Schultz
(LWDS) -- WSB
4) It's the End of the World ... -- REM
5) Rome wasn't Built in a Day -- Sam Cooke
6) Jazz Police -- Leonard Cohen
7) St. Stephen -- Grateful Dead
8) And So it Goes -- Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
with John Denver
9) Interlude & LWDS -- WSB
10)
Sermon on Mount 3 -- WSB
11)
Lord's Prayer -- WSB
12)
STAND -- REM
13)
Random Chopin
Side
Two: The Bardo
1) Mother -- John Lennon - Live in NYC
2) Knockin' on Heaven's Door -- Eric Clapton
3) Presence of the Lord -- Eric Clapton
4) Interlude and LWDS -- WSB
5) Knockin' on Heaven's Door -- Robert
Zimmerman
6) Forever Young -- Robert Zimmerman
7) Interlude and LWDS -- WSB
8) Sittin' on Top of the World -- Ray Charles
9) What a Wonderful World -- Louis Armstrong
10 Ancestros and onward -- AndesManta
Love
most natural painkiller!!!! Especially
set to music .....
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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hi, i'd
like to sign on.
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To do that you need to send an e-mail to
listserv@cunyvm.cuny.edu , leave
the
SUBJECT field empty, in the body type:
SUBSCRIBE BEAT-L
That's
all you need to do.
Just
another member of the group sying hello, welcome to our midst
leon
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>hi,
i'd like to sign on.
>.-
>
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In the introduction of the italian edition of
JK's Big Sur I have found
the
name of William Emerson who later became a dominican monk.
Does anybody know something about him ?
Was he a writer or a person of JK's entourage
in the late 50's ?
Ciao.
Francesco
dufour@ulisse.it
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Hi dear
folks,
Again I
need your help. Is there any signs or references in Burrough=B4s
works
or Ginsberg=B4s about the gay porntheatre BIJOU in the Lower East Side
in
N.Y.C. (near 2nd Avenue and 5th Street). I heard that Burroughs as well
Ginsberg might have been a regular there. Is there
any place called BIJOU
that is
mentioned?
And, by
the way, do you know something about Allen=B4s social life, where
were
his faviourite spots in the city etc.
Is
there any refences in the texts whatsoever, please, write to the list.
Thank
you very much,
Matthias
Schneider (Berlin)
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At
11:03 AM 9/10/97 +0200, you wrote:
>Hi
dear folks,
>
>Again
I need your help. Is there any signs or references in Burrough=B4s
>works
or Ginsberg=B4s about the gay porntheatre BIJOU in the Lower East=
Side
>in
N.Y.C. (near 2nd Avenue and 5th Street). I heard that Burroughs as well
>Ginsberg might have been a regular there. Is there
any place called BIJOU
>that
is mentioned?
>And,
by the way, do you know something about Allen=B4s social life, where
>were
his faviourite spots in the city etc.
>Is
there any refences in the texts whatsoever, please, write to the list.
>
>Thank
you very much,
>
>Matthias
Schneider (Berlin)
>
>
The San
Remo Cafe and Dance Club or the 1940s and 50s.
Mike
Rice
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That
would be poet Brother Antoninus.
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>
To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU
>
Subject: Monastic beat
>
Date: Wednesday, September 10, 1997 3:24 AM
>
> In the introduction of the italian edition
of JK's Big Sur I have found
>
the name of William Emerson who later became a dominican monk.
> Does anybody know something about him ?
> Was he a writer or a person of JK's
entourage in the late 50's ?
>
>
Ciao.
>
>
Francesco
>
>
dufour@ulisse.it
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BEAT
LITERATURE SYMPOSIUM
Fri.,
Oct. 3, 1997
O'Leary
Library auditorium (room 222)
Univ.
of Massachusetts Lowell
Schedule
of Events
9 a.m.
Introductory remarks
Hilary
Holladay, Symposium Director, U. Mass. Lowell (holladayh@woods.uml.edu)
9:15
a.m. Kerouac's Romantic Influences
Ronna
Johnson, Tufts University, panel chair
1.
"The Romance in the Prose: Wordsworth and Kerouac's 'Low and Rustic'
Speech"--Dan
Terkla, Illinois Wesleyan University
2.
"Blowing It with the Romantics: Kerouac's _Subterraneans_ as a Poetic
Response
to Romantic Heritage"--Carrie Heimer, Univ. of New Hampshire
10:30
a.m. Fathers, Visions, Everything: The Beat Search for Spiritual
Fulfillment
Rev.
Steve Edington, Unitarian Universalist Church, Nashua, N.H., panel chair
1.
"_On the Road_: Kerouac's Fellaheen Western"--Manuel L. Martinez,
Indiana
University
2.
"The Divine Beat: Brother Antoninus and the Material God"--Bradford
T.
Stull,
Rivier College
3.
"Kerouac's Visionary Moments: Rhetoric of a Temporal Construct"--Paul
Maltby,
West Chester University
(lunch
break)
2 p.m.
Keynote Speech
"'Telepathic
Shock and Meaning Excitement': Kerouac's Poetics"--Ann Douglas,
Professor
of English, Columbia University, author of _Terrible Honesty:
Mongrel
Manhattan in the 1920's_ (1996)
3:15
p.m. Tribute to Allen Ginsberg, 1926-1997
1. Anne
Waldman, poet and co-founder (with Ginsberg) of the Jack Kerouac
School
of Disembodied Poetics at the Narope Institute, Boulder, Col.
2. Bill
Morgan, archivist whose bibliographies include _The Works of Allen
Ginsberg,
1941-1994_ (1995), New York, N.Y.
3.
George Condo, artist who has painted numerous portraits of Ginsberg,
New
York, N.Y.
The
Beat Lit. Symposium is part of "Lowell Celebrates Kerouac!," a city-wide
festival
honoring native son Jack Kerouac and his writings. The festival
is held
annually during the first weekend in October.
This
year, for the first time, the Symposium will be held free of charge.
Please
join us for an exciting day of Beat scholarship and discussion!
For
more info., contact Hilary Holladay, U. Mass. Lowell, holladayh@woods.uml.
edu. Note that the deadline for paper submissions
for NEXT YEAR'S
Beat
Lit. Symposium is July 31, 1998. Send all correspondence and proposals
to Dr.
Holladay, English Dept., U.Mass. Lowell, Lowell, MA 01854.
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At
10:24 9/10/97 +0200, you wrote:
> In
the introduction of the italian edition of JK's Big Sur I have found
>the
name of William Emerson who later became a dominican monk.
>
Does anybody know something about him ?
>
Was he a writer or a person of JK's entourage in the late 50's ?
>
>Ciao.
>
>Francesco
>
>dufour@ulisse.it
>
No, he
was part of the Bay Area scene that Kerouac & Co.plugged into. His
name
was William Everson, but he was known for many years as Brother
Antoninus. He later renounced his vows, rejoined the
world and became
poet-in-residence
at UC Santa Cruz (if you can really call that "joining the
world"). He's no longer with us, but I forget the
details.
I'm
sure others on the list know a lot more about him than I do...
Onward,
John
Maynard
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Beat-l'ers
here is what we've come up with for the
translation of Kerouac's
ORIZABA 210 BLUES 51ST CHORUS (original
at the beginning,
translation at the end). if anyone has
any suggestions,
comments, etc... please drop me a line.
yrs
derek
*****************
ORIZABA 210 BLUES 51ST CHORUS
by Jack Kerouac
Boy, sa den du coeur, sa, le bon
vin - Mama, c'est'l'port
si fort, le vin divin
Aye, oui, mais ecoute - dans
les melieus de les nuits,
tu
we, sa den du coeur,
sa den du coeur
ca fa du bein au beson
Besoigne? - Di mue pas la
besogne maudir, la bedenne,
maudit, la bedenne
sa fa du bein a bedenne
pauvr' bedenne
A, y parle tu aussi bien
q'ca
a Milan
len Italiens a gueules
Nous autres aussi on a une
belle langue qui clacke
***************
ORIZABA BLUES 210 51ST CHORUS
by Jack Kerouac
(as translated by :Mark Onley
, Derek Beaulieu
(dabeauli@freenet.calgary.ab.
ca)
& Jean Breton
(torso@total.net))
Boy, this is the life, this, the good
wine- Mama, strong port
the divine wine
Aye, yes, but listen-on
the best of nights,
you see, this is the life,
this is the life
It's so good for the belly
Duty?- Don't tell me about the
god damn duty, the belly,
god damn the belly,
it's good for the belly,
poor belly.
Do they speak this well
in Milan?
Big mouth Italians!
We too have a
beautiful language that rings.
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Donald
Allen [The Evergreen Review, editor, poet, Grey Fox Press]
Steve
Allen [he played piano on some of Kerouac's recordings]
David
Amram [helped Jack with some of his first jazz poetry readings]
Amari
Baraka (Leroi Jones)
Wallace
Berman [SF avante garde artist]
Stephen
Jesse Bernstein [Poet, author, beat, suicide in 1992, Seattle WA USA]
Paul
Blackburn [Black Mountain School]
Robin
Blaser [poet, critic, associate of Duncan, Spicer]
Richard
Brautigan [Change, novelist _Trout Fishing in America_]
Bonnie
Bremser [wife of Ray]
Ray
Bremser
Chandler
Brossard
Lenny
Bruce [comic]
Lord
Buckley [comic]
Charles
Bukowski {16 aug 1920 - 10 mar 1994} "Henry Chinaski"
William
S. Burroughs { 5 Feb 1914 - 2 Aug 1997 } "Bull Hubbard, Frank
Carmody,
Will Dennison, Old Bull Lee"
William
S. Burroughs Jr.
John
Cage { 5 sep 1912 - 12 aug 1992 }[Black Mountain School]
Edgar
Cayce
Caleb
Carr [Son of Lucien _The Alienist_]
Lucien
Carr "Damion"
Paul
Carroll
Louis R
Cartwright
Carolyn
Cassady "Camille"
Neal
Cassady { 8 Feb 1926 - 4 Feb 1968 } "Cody Pomeray, Dean Moriarty"
Tom
Clark [Paris Review]
Andy
Clausen
Leonard
Cohen [novelist _Beautiful Losers_, songwriter]
Bruce
Conner [filmaker]
Gregory
Corso "Raphael Urso, Yuri Glicoric"
Robert
Creeley [Black Mountain School, poet]
Henry
Cru "Remi Boncoeur"
Jay
deFeo [San Francisco Painter, _The Rose_]
Diane DiPrima
[Floating Bear, poetess,_Memoirs of a Beatnik_]
John
Doe
Kirby
Doyle
Edward
Dorn [Black Mountain School]
Robert
Duncan [Black Mountain School, Experimental Review, SF poet,
associate,
Spicer, Blazer] "Geoffrey Donald"
Bob
Dylan
Larry
Eigner [Black Mountain School]
Kenward
Elmslie [Z]
William
Everson (Brother Antoninus) [Poet, Monk]
Larry
Fagin [Adventures in Poetry]
Richard
Farina [novelist _Been Down So Long_, songwriter]
Lawrence
Ferlinghetti [San Francisco Poetry Reinassance] "Lorenzo Monsanto,
Larry
O'Hara, Danny Richman"
Tom
Field [Spicer Circle, JK's favorite painter] "Larry Meadows"
Charles
Foster
Robert
Frank [filmaker]
James
Gauerholz [Burroughs aid and heir]
Allen
Ginsberg { 3 Jun 1926 - 5 Apr 1997 } "Irving Garden, Adam Morand,
Alvah
Goldbook, Leon Levinsky, Carlo Marx"
John
Giorno
Paul
Goodman [psycologist, sociologist, _Growing Up Absurd_]
Robert
Gover
Morris
Graves
Brion
Gysin
Dave
Hazelwood [printer of chapbooks , Auerhahn Press]
Wally
Hedrick [Gallery Six, husband of Jay DeFeo]
John
Clellon Holmes [novelist, _Go_]
Herbert
Huncke [guru to Ginsberg, Kerouac, and Burroughs, hustler, _Guilty
of
Everything_]
William
Inge
Ted
Joans [Jazz Poetry]
Joyce
Johnson [wife to JK]
Lenore
Kandel [poetess, _The Love Book_
East/West house, "Ramona Schwartz"]
Bob
Kaufman { 18 Apr 1925 - 12 Jan 1986 }
John
Kelly [Beatitude]
Robert
Kelly
Jack
Kerouac { 12 Mar 1922 - 21 Oct 1969 }
"Jack
Duluoz, Leo Percepied, Ray Smith, Jack, Peter Martin, Sal Paradise"
Jan
Kerouac [_Baby Driver_]
Ken
Kesey [novelist, psychedelic revolutionary]
Franz
Kline
Seymour
Krim
Paul
Krassner [Realist, satirist]
Art
Kunkin [Freep]
Tuli
Kupferberg [Birth, The Fugs]
Joanne
Kyger [poetess, wife (briefly) G. Snyder, girlfriend, Lew Welch,
East/West
house]
Philip
Lamantia [surrealist poet]
Jay
Landesman
Fran
Landesman
James
Laughlin
Denise
Levertov [Black Mountain School]
Timothy
Leary [chemical revolutionary]
Lawrence
Lipton [The Holy Barbarians]
Ron
Loewinsohn [Change]
Gerald
Locklin [poet, _The Long Beach Freeway_]
Philomene
Long
Malcom
Lowry [novelist, Under the Volcano]
Bill
MacNeill [Painter, Spicer Circle]
Norman
Mailer "Harvey Marker"
Gerard
Malanga
Edward
Marshall
Peter
Martin
Lewis
McAdams
Joanna
McClure [wife to Michael, poetess]
Michael
McClure [Journal for the Protection of All Beings, poet, "Pat
McLear"]
Don
McNeill [hippie journalist]
Taylor
Mead
David
Meltzer
Jack
Micheline [SF LA NY poet]
Henry
Miller { 26 Dic 1891 - 8 Jun 1980 }
John
Montgomery
Shigeyoshi
(Shig) Murao [City Light Bookstore fixture]
Ken
Nordine
Harold
Norse
Frank
O'Hara [poet, _Hotel Wembley Poems_]
David
Ohle [Burroughs Circle]
Charles
Olson { 27 dic 1910 - 10 jan 1970 }[Black Mountain School]
Peter
Orlovsky [wife to Allen Ginsberg] "George, Simon Darlovsky"
Kenneth
Patchen
Thomas
Parkinson [Ark, UC Berkeley Prof, Casebook on the Beat]
Claude
Pelieu [Bulletin From Nothing]
Nancy
Peters [partner with L. Ferlinghetti in City Lights, married to P.
Lamantia]
Stuart
Z. Perkoff
Charles
Plymell [North Beach, hobohemian poet, novelist]
Dan
Propper
Lou
Reed
Kenneth
Rexroth { 22 dic 1905 - 1982 }[Berkeley Reinassance, San Francisco
Reinassance,
Six Gallery reading] "Reinhold Cacoethes"
Steve
Richmond [introduction for Bukowsky]
Frank
Rios
Theodore
Roethke
Hugh
Romney [Wavey Gravey]
Michael
Rumaker
Ed
Sanders [Peace Eye Bookstore, The Fugs]
Mark
Schorer [UC Berkeley Prof, critic]
Tony
Scibella
Hubert
Jr. Selby [NY, LA Novelist]
Patti
Smith
Gary
Snyder [Poet, Reed College group] "Japhy Ryder, Jarry Wagner, Gary
Snyder"
Carl
Solomon [_with you in Rocklin_]
Terry
Southern [novelist, _Candy_]
Jack
Spicer [poet, associate of Duncan, Blazer]
Hunter
Stockton Thompson
Charles
Upton
Janine
Pommy Vega
John
Thomas
Mark
Tobey
Alexander
Trocchi [Living Theatre]
Giuseppe
Ungaretti [Circle]
Tom
Waits [songwriter, Foreign Affairs]
Anne
Waldman [Naropa Institute, St. Mark's Poetry Project, New York]
Lewis
Warsh
Alan W.
Watts [_Beat Zen, Square Zen_] "Arthur Whane, Alex Aums"
Lew
Welch (Lewis Barret Welch) { 16 aug 1926 - 23 may 1971 }[_Ring of
Bone_,
Reed College Group, East/West House] "Dave Wain"
Philip
Whalen [Poet, Reed College Group] "Warren Coughlin, Ben Fagan"
John
Wieners [Black Mountain School]
Jonathan
Williams
William
Carlos Williams { 17 sep 1883-4 mar 1963 }
Clay
Wilson
Ruth
Witt-Diamant [San Francisco's Poetry Center]
James
Wright [Minnesota]
Lousi
Zukofsky [Circle]
=*=
Hello!,
i'm
listing the beat generation
(writers
& painters & performers)
& i
begin with a list, everyone
interested
can propose a new name.
http://www.gpnet.it/rasa/beats.htm
thanks,
Rinaldo
Rasa
Venice-Mestre,
Italy.
last
update 10th september 1997
notice
that this list it's my own only responsibility
the
friends have always gimme the right way
=*=
the
list of credits & comments:
gordon
allen GordonA111@aol.com
Walter
Campbell walter.campbell@usa.net
C.
Dickens Books
email@cdickens.com
David
Christian
dckom@atlcom.net
Greg
Christy
christyg@pcpartner.net
Marie
Countryman
country@sover.net
Patricia
Elliott
pelliott@SUNFLOWER.COM
Timothy
K. Gallaher gallaher@HSC.USC.EDU
Richard
M. Kershenbaum r-kershenbaum@UKANS.EDU
OHearn
orpheus@in.the.shadows
(no
name)
ipl1@columbia.edu
Jym
Mooney
vmooney@EXECPC.COM
Mike
Rice
mrice@centuryinter.net
David Schwarm dschwarm@sun3.lib.uci.edu
Eric
Saylor
esaylor@sprynet.com
Sisyphus
sisyphus@polaris.mindport.net
James
Stauffer stauffer@pacbell.net
Michael
Stutz stutz@dsl.org
Tara123125 tara123125@aol.com
Mike
Welch
welch@ix.netcom.com
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addenda ============
1.=*=
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Date:
Mon, 8 Sep 1997 01:26:56 -0400
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To:
"Rinaldo Rasa" <rasa@gpnet.it>
From:
gordona111@aol.com (GordonA111)
Organization:
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Subject:
Re: Beat SuperNova update 5 sep 1997 (Beats:The List)
SnewsLanguage:
English
Hello
! John Clellon Holmes was my
brother-in-law. After 3 or 4 years of
cancer
in his throat (much of which had been removed and he could not
speak),
he died in 1988. A source of more info
(and an opening way to get
more
about a lot of the key beat generation people) is:
http://www.charm.net/~brooklyn/People/JohnClellonHolmes.html
-gordon
allen (GordonA111@aol.com)
2.=*=
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From:
esaylor@sprynet.com (Eric Saylor)
To:
rasa@gpnet.it
Subject:
beat list
Date:
Tue, 02 Sep 1997 05:42:05 GMT
Please
add Stephen Jesse Bernstein. Poet, author, beat, suicide in
1992,
Seattle WA USA.
Thanks.
Eric
3.=*=
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Date:
Sun, 7 Sep 1997 15:13:52 -0400 (EDT)
From:
Sisyphus <sisyphus@polaris.mindport.net>
To:
Rinaldo Rasa <rasa@gpnet.it>
Subject:
Re: Beat SuperNova WWW update 6 sep 97
Just
went there, and read your previous list.
I'd only expunge Mailer
(He's
WWII journalism school) but I don't
like his stuff anyway...
I'd
like to comment that there are quite a number of deceased members on
The
List who's birth and death dates are not included. They really
should
be. Lew Welch is notable for me. (But I don't remember his.
'69?) Minor quibble. Exhaustive list. I'll
have to copy it here.
Thank
You.
====================
end of addenda ================================
Rinaldo
reply to Sisyphus:
Norman Mailer is appreciated by
William S. Burroughs
and Mailter's novel Ancient Evenings
for inspiration
=*=*=
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Da: Dufour <dufour@ulisse.it>
> A:
Leon Tabory <letabor@cruzio.com>
>
Oggetto: R: Monastic beat
>
Data: mercoledl 10 settembre 1997 15.15
>
> Well Leon, I think you're right because in
the same page they refer to
WSB
calling him "Burrows" !!!
> Ciao !
> F.
>
>
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> Da: Leon Tabory <letabor@cruzio.com>
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> A: dufour@ulisse.it
>
> Oggetto: Re: Monastic beat
>
> Data: mercoledl 10 settembre 1997 13.37
>
>
>
> If it is Everson, he was very real
poet and typesetter, later left
>
> monastery, becam a very popular professor until his death a coouple of
>
> years ago.
>
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
>
> From: Dufour <dufour@ULISSE.IT>
>
> To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>
>
> Date: Wednesday, September 10, 1997 1:21 AM
>
> Subject: Monastic beat
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
> > In the introduction of the italian edition of JK's Big Sur I have
found
>
> >the name of William Emerson who later became a dominican monk.
>
> > Does anybody know something about him ?
>
> > Was he a writer or a person of JK's entourage in the late 50's ?
>
> >
> >
>Ciao.
>
> >
>
> >Francesco
>
> >
>
> >dufour@ulisse.it
>
> >.-
>
> >
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Rinaldo
-
very good list, but Allen Ginsberg's
pseudonyms need to be looked at - His
name in
The Dharma Bums was Irwin Garden not Irving and his name in The
Subterraneans
was Adam Moorad not Morand. These need
to be changed. Thanks.
-Jon(By the way, I'm new)
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Comments:
To: prinzhal@ix.netcom.com
Everson's
"Blood of the Poet" is a classic.
At UC
Santa Cruz he set up an old hand press
and
produced wonderful broadsides
and
books. My brother inlaw worked with him,
as a
student. The press sits waiting for
new
hands to work the ink, set the letters,
stamp
words into handmade paper...
yrs
Gary
Mex Glazner
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that's
a fairly good translation. i would add
though that the lines with
"c'est
le port/si fort" carries extra hidden meaning in english, as
Kerouac's
purportedly favorite wine was port. hmm.
so
interesting how he can combine french and english to convey different
meanings.
also,
i'm not completely sure, as i don't have a french dictionary on me,
but i
believe that "melieus" means circles and not "best," as in
your
translation.
---jenn
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Francesco,
John & friends,
here
some William Everson archived information:
=record
#1
"Christopher
L. Filkins" <filkins@INCH.COM> wrote:
Everson
was at one point considered a member of the
beat
generation and I know he was a contientious objector who spent WWII in
a
Civilian Public Service Camp.
=record
#2
Paul
McDonald - Bon Air Branch <PAUL@LOUISVILLE.LIB.KY.US> wrote:
Poet
named William Everson. I've read that
he was associated with the Beats
while
he was in a monestery and was nicknamed "The Beatnik Monk." I read a
wild
ride of a poem of his in college called "The Screed of the
Flesh." Saw a
photo
of him looking every bit as wild and haggard as I'm told John the
Baptist
looked
when he lived in the wilderness eating nothing but locusts and frogs.
Everson
seemed to emulate another poet named Robinson Jeffers about whom I
know
absolutely nothing save a poem called (I think) "Fire in the Hills,"
the
last
line of which reads:
"The destruction that brings an
eagle from heaven
is better than mercy..."
I think
both (Everson definitely) are associated with the San Francisco
Renaissance.
=record
#3
Jennifer
Brontsema <bozokitty@MINDSPRING.COM> wrote:
William
Everson was a SF Beat poet and was married to Mary Fabilli. Her
linoleum-block
artwork accompanied two of his poems, "Triptych for the
Living,"
and "Heavenly City, Earthly City."
Other works include "A Frost
Lay
White on California" and "The Poet is Dead" (written for
Robinson
Jeffers).
After
Mary gave Bill a copy of St.
Augustine's "Confessions," he became so
enthralled
with the Roman Catholic Church that he converted to Catholicism,
had
their marriage annulled, and joined the Dominican Friars as Brother
Antoninus.
He left the order in 1969 and died in 1984.
"Women
of the Beat Generation" (my source for these tidbits of info on
Everson)
inlcudes a piece by Mary Norbert Korte entitled "Remembering Bill
Everson,
Poet."
=record
#4.
Rod
Anstee <Nastees@AOL.COM> wrote:
SPRING
1947. In THOSE days ARK was a
postwar
(post WWII) magazine, more importantly an ANARCHIST magazine back
when
that word had a more precise political meaning, beyond just "chaos."
The
opening
page of the magazine is devoted to an Editorial that begins:
" In direct opposition to the
debasement of human values made
flauntingly
evident by the war, there is rising among writers in America, as
elsewhere,
a social consciousness which recognizes the intergrity of the
personality
as the most substantial and considerable of values. However, this
recognition
is still restricted to either small groups or to isolated
individuals,
and has few organs of expression."
Sound familiar? Then the list of
contributors will as well, among them
Kenneth
Rexroth, James Laughlin, Robert Duncan, William Everson, Thomas
Parkinson,
and -- wait for it -- Philip LAMANTIA who contributes a single
poem
called "Another Autumn Coming."
---
books:
These
Are the ravens (1935)
The
Residual Years (1944)
An Age
Insurgent (1959)
The
hazards of Holiness (1962)
A
Canticle to the Waterbirds (1968)
The
Veritable years (1978)
---
saluti
fraterni,
Rinaldo.
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At
08.23 10/09/97 -0700, John Maynard wrote:
>At
10:24 9/10/97 +0200, Francesco wrote:
>>
In the introduction of the italian edition of JK's Big Sur I have found
>>the
name of William Emerson who later became a dominican monk.
>>
Does anybody know something about him ?
>>
Was he a writer or a person of JK's entourage in the late 50's ?
>>
>>Ciao.
>>
>>Francesco
>>
>>dufour@ulisse.it
>>
>No,
he was part of the Bay Area scene that Kerouac & Co.plugged into. His
>name
was William Everson, but he was known for many years as Brother
>Antoninus. He later renounced his vows, rejoined the
world and became
>poet-in-residence
at UC Santa Cruz (if you can really call that "joining the
>world"). He's no longer with us, but I forget the
details.
>
>I'm
sure others on the list know a lot more about him than I do...
>
>Onward,
>
>John
Maynard
>
>
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Looking
at the list of beats put together by Rinaldo Rasa reminded me of a
question
which occasionally comes to mind:
Where
does William T. Vollman (Thirteen Stories and Thirteen Epitaphs,
Whores
for Gloria, You Bright and Risen Angels, The Atlas) fit into the
constellation
of this genre/movement?
I've
read several of his travelogue/essays, some of his short stories and a
couple
of his novels, and it seems to me that he shares many of the
qualities
thought of as "beat". He has previously been grouped into the
avant-pop
(check the anthology, Yesterday's Crash) although I don't see him
sitting
there as nicely as Paul Auster, Tom Robbins, or Don Delilo.
Is
anyone else on the list familiar with this writer? Care to comment? Vote
him on
or off the list?
:::===:::===:::===:::===:::===:::===:::===:::
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Hoffman
Komaki
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I have
misspelled the authors name. The correct spelling of his name is:
William
T. Vollmann
Sorry
'bout that
Timothy
Hoffman
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Hoffman
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What
connection to beat does Theodore Roethke have?
DC
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Minor correction:
William
Everson died on April 4, 1996. He was teaching at University of
California
at Santa Cruz until his death. He was dearly appreciated by by
his
students, the faculty and the Community of Santa Cruz.
leon
Francesco,
John +ACY- friends,
+AD4-
He left
the order in 1969 and died in 1984.
+AD4-
+AD4-Rinaldo.
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08.23 10/09/97 -0700, John Maynard wrote:
+AD4APg-At
10:24 9/10/97 +020-, Francesco wrote:
+AD4APgA+-
In the introduction of the italian edition of JK's Big Sur I have
found
+AD4APgA+-the
name of William Emerson who later became a dominican monk.
+AD4APgA+-
Does anybody know something about him ?
+AD4APgA+-
Was he a writer or a person of JK's entourage in the late 50's ?
+AD4APgA+-
+AD4APgA+-Ciao.
+AD4APgA+-
+AD4APgA+-Francesco
+AD4APgA+-
+AD4APgA+-dufour+AEA-ulisse.it
+AD4APgA+-
+AD4APg-No,
he was part of the Bay Area scene that Kerouac +ACY- Co.plugged
into.
His
+AD4APg-name
was William Everson, but he was known for many years as Brother
+AD4APg-Antoninus. He later renounced his vows, rejoined the
world and became
+AD4APg-poet-in-residence
at UC Santa Cruz (if you can really call that
+ACI-joining
the
+AD4APg-world+ACI-). He's no longer with us, but I forget the
details.
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-I'm
sure others on the list know a lot more about him than I do...
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-Onward,
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-John
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Just
letting everyone know that PBS will be showing this next Wednesday at
10. Check local listings yadda yadda yadda.....
Check
out the pbs.org site. They have a lot
of stuff there.
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Diane,
Some of
these folks belong on the list as forerunners.
Roethke, I would
also
have doubts about. I flatly disagree with Rinaldo about William
Inge,
but that's life. Robinson Jeffers I
think might belong on the
list as
a sort of progenitor, like Henry Miller, Patchen, etc.
\
I think
this list is a great service to folks
just trying to find their
way
into the Wide World of Beat. I think we
should also get more
painters,
dancers, musicians for a fuller picture.
I like the fact that
this
list tends to be more inclusive than exclusive. It is easy to
chose
for ourselves who to delete, but the addition of interesting folks
gives
us new things to look at.
J.
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From: chenxiao
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Subject: hitchhiking
Folks
over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
OTR time?
Hitchhike
to America, hitchhike to moon;
with
bag empty, with hair long.
ciao
yan
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At
10:26 AM 9/11/97 +0900, you wrote:
>Looking
at the list of beats put together by Rinaldo Rasa reminded me of a
>question
which occasionally comes to mind:
>
>Where
does William T. Vollman (Thirteen Stories and Thirteen Epitaphs,
>Whores
for Gloria, You Bright and Risen Angels, The Atlas) fit into the
>constellation
of this genre/movement?
>
>I've
read several of his travelogue/essays, some of his short stories and a
>couple
of his novels, and it seems to me that he shares many of the
>qualities
thought of as "beat". He has previously been grouped into the
>avant-pop
(check the anthology, Yesterday's Crash) although I don't see him
>sitting
there as nicely as Paul Auster, Tom Robbins, or Don Delilo.
>
>Is
anyone else on the list familiar with this writer? Care to comment? Vote
>him
on or off the list?
>
>:::===:::===:::===:::===:::===:::===:::===:::
>Timothy
Hoffman
>Komaki
English Teaching Center
>timothy@gol.com
>
>
I want
to know how a soap opera playwright like William
Inge
makes the list. This would-be Tennessee
Williams
wrote
teary memoirs of sad people, many of them women. He
was a
veritable Fanny Hurst of the Great White Way, though I
will
agree his material was generally much better than hers.
His
worst stuff came close to Hurst, though.
He was a weeper,
not a
Beat.
Mike
Rice
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At
01:28 PM 9/11/97 -0500, you wrote:
>Folks
over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
>
OTR time?
>
>Hitchhike
to America, hitchhike to moon;
>with
bag empty, with hair long.
>
>ciao
>yan
>
>
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At
01:28 PM 9/11/97 -0500, you wrote:
>Folks
over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
>
OTR time?
>
>Hitchhike
to America, hitchhike to moon;
>with
bag empty, with hair long.
>
>ciao
>yan
>
>
Its
scarier that it used to be. I
hitchhiked between ages 12 and
24. I hitchhiked for a short distance last Fall
when my car ran
out of
gas. But its scarier to be a hitchhiker
and scarier to be
a
driver encountering a hitchhiker.
Because there has been a lot
of fear
instilled in Americans about everyone from big city blacks
to
serial killers and pedophiles, to mention only a few of the
negative
stereotypes that fill our newspapers these days. I think
you
have to be generally young to get a ride, even in the On the
Road
days. I don't pick up a hitchhiker
unless he or she looks
young
and innocent.
Mike
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>Folks
over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
>
OTR time?
>
>Hitchhike
to America, hitchhike to moon;
Wo shi
yueling wang
>with
bag empty, with hair long.
>
>ciao
>yan
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Hello,
If you
are in Australia you might be interested in The Art of tripping,
showing
at 11:15pm, this Sunday, on SBS. It
looks into the connection
between
artists and drugs. Part two is showing
this Sunday and I think
it'll
feature some of the beat gen., as part one, last Sunday, dealt with
the pre
1940's.
Dunk
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Knowing
exactly what to search for, I found this article on Everson's death
that
summarizes his life and works.
Thanks
for the useful informations !
Ciao !
Francesco.
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i'm
afraid the days of the carefree hitch-hiker are over.
sad to
say. one may hitch-hike. but it's not safe anymore.
john j
dorfner
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>Folks
over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
>
OTR time?
>
>Hitchhike
to America, hitchhike to moon;
>with
bag empty, with hair long.
>
>ciao
>yan
Not as
easy and therefore nowhere near as common. I drove 20 days, 6,500
miles
cross country on Route 20 last fall partly commemorating the old
hitchhiking
days, the 30,00 miles traveled with thumb and back 25 years
ago.
Did not see even one lone hitchhiker that whole way! It was
disappointing,
but I guess understandable.
I still
pick up hitchhikers when I see them and have never had a negative
experience.
I think people are basically good but there's a fear mentality
that
dominates much of late 20th century America.
"shadow
lurking
on the
edge of the road
nothing
more
nothing
more
the
ghost of Kerouac
late
20th century America
no room
for lonesome travelers
bumming
rides."
Michael
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Mike
Rice wrote:
> I think
>
you have to be generally young to get a ride, even in the On the
>
Road days. I don't pick up a hitchhiker
unless he or she looks
>
young and innocent.
>
I
talked at some length with Don-the-hitchhiker-at-Denny's who is 66 and
fits
the stereotypes of the hobo that are no longer nostalgically
understood. He smells.
He has old worn clothes. He
smokes
cigarettes. He is a "drinker". And he has a face "that looks like 25
miles
of bad road."
Don
verified your comments here about the role of youth. He says it is
far
easier for the young folks to get rides.
I believe he may have even
used
the word innocence. He said that it is
not uncommon for him to
walk 20
miles between somebody giving him a ride.
BUT he was not bitter
about
the youth advantage in hitchhiking. He
proudly showed how fit he
was at
66 and credited it to walking so much.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
>
Mike Rice
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John J
Dorfner wrote:
>
>
i'm afraid the days of the carefree hitch-hiker are over.
>
sad to say. one may hitch-hike. but it's not safe anymore.
>
>
john j dorfner
Don-the-hitchhiker-at-Denny's
didn't seem to think that the dangers were
so
great. He recognized the perception of
danger being much greater
than
they used to be. Almost to a level of
paranoia by all on the road
as well
as the relatives of those on the road.
We talked about these
fears
and worries and fear and worry in general and then when we were
talking
about the turning of the century we talked some about how the
events
of the 20th century have instilled a great fear and worry in all
walks
of life. The dangers and risks
associated in hitchhiking were
just
seen as another manifestation of this overarching expansion of fear
in our
society -- probably related to a greater awareness of dangers
than an
increase in the dangers themselves.
david
rhaesa
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Michael
Czarnecki wrote:
>
>
>Folks over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in
the
>
> OTR time?
>
>
>
>Hitchhike to America, hitchhike to moon;
>
>with bag empty, with hair long.
>
>
>
>ciao
>
>yan
>
>
Not as easy and therefore nowhere near as common. I drove 20 days, 6,500
>
miles cross country on Route 20 last fall partly commemorating the old
>
hitchhiking days, the 30,00 miles traveled with thumb and back 25 years
>
ago. Did not see even one lone hitchhiker that whole way! It was
>
disappointing, but I guess understandable.
>
> I
still pick up hitchhikers when I see them and have never had a negative
>
experience. I think people are basically good but there's a fear mentality
>
that dominates much of late 20th century America.
>
>
"shadow lurking
> on
the edge of the road
>
nothing more
>
nothing more
>
the ghost of Kerouac
>
late 20th century America
> no
room for lonesome travelers
>
bumming rides."
>
>
Michael
Interesting. Nice little verse as well. Your comments seem to mirror
so much
of what i heard from Don-the-hitchhiker from Dennys. I wonder
if the
rarity of your seeing hitchhikers is because they have moved to
different
roads. It seems the most likely rides
are in vehicles
traveling
the Interstates. Rest areas and
Truckstops are always a good
place
to find these supposedly extinct creatures.
Late night Dennys
near
interestate are an especially wonderful spot.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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chenxiao
wrote:
>
>
Folks over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
> OTR time?
>
>
Hitchhike to America, hitchhike to moon;
>
with bag empty, with hair long.
>
>
ciao
>
yan
your
line "hitchhike to the moon" brings to mind a large print phrase
attributed
to William Burroughs that went something like this ...
"Travel
is necessary, Living isn't." This
attitude of course is at odds
with
precisely the fears and worries and anxieties that are stifling
hitchhiking
and making it into a lost art in America.
BUT hitchhiking
to the
Moon is an interesting and fun idea.
Like the stow-aways on
vehicles
of all kinds. Gaining passage. And then wonder if the travel
capabilities
outside the earth's mesosphere will ever reach the point
where
one might "thumb a rocket ride"?????
Fascinating to contemplate.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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+AD4- Rest areas and Truckstops are always a
good place to find these
supposedly
extinct creatures.
An
endangered species at best
+AD4-
Late night Dennys
+AD4-
near interestate are an especially wonderful spot.
The
foot of highway 17, at the +ACI-Fishook+ACI- where Denny's replaced the
extinct
+ACI-Babar+ACI-,
used to burst with colorful hitching hippies. You saw bunches
of
people
with thumbs up all the time everywhere. It was the way to go for our
+ACI-flower
farm+ACI- people. When Marcie and her friends at the +ACI-flower
farm+ACI-
community
decided to check out other places they just walked out and raised
their
thumbs. Came back all the way from Minnesota safe and sound, by the
thumbs
up route. No more, no more. Alas hardly see them any more here.
Interstate
Truck Stops? Hmmm. But how do they get there?
leon
+AD4-david
rhaesa
+AD4-salina,
Kansas
+AD4-.-
+AD4-
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From:
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Date:
Thursday, September 11, 1997 12:46 AM
Subject:
Monastic beat II
Knowing
exactly what to search for, I found this article on Everson's death
that
summarizes his life and works.
Thanks
for the useful informations !
>
William "Bill" Everson, known during much of his career as the
Dominican
monk
Brother Antoninus, > passed away June 3 [1994] at his rustic cabin he
dubbed
Kingfisher Flat, just north of Santa Cruz
> on the California
Coast.
He was 81.
Imagine
that. The April 4 date came from the Santa Cruz Library Reference
desk
yesterday. Kept me on hold forever, and got it wrong? I'll have to
dublr check
now.
Ciao !
Francesco.
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Subject:
Monastic beat II
Knowing
exactly what to search for, I found this article on Everson's death
that
summarizes his life and works.
Thanks
for the useful informations !
>
William "Bill" Everson, known during much of his career as the
Dominican
>
monk Brother Antoninus, passed away
June 3 [1994] at his rustic cabin he
>
dubbed Kingfisher Flat, just north of Santa Cruz on the California
>
Coast. He was 81.
Imagine
that. The April 4 1996 date came from the Santa Cruz Library
Reference
desk
yesterday. Kept me on hold forever, and got it wrong? I'll have to
duble
check.
leon
Ciao !
Francesco.
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On
09/10 James Stauffer wrote:
> I
think this list is a great service to
folks just trying to find their
>
way into the Wide World of Beat. I
think we should also get more
>
painters, dancers, musicians for a fuller picture. I like the fact that
>
this list tends to be more inclusive than exclusive. It is easy to
>
chose for ourselves who to delete, but the addition of interesting folks
>
gives us new things to look at.
>
> J.
Stauffer
I
agree. I have a friend who used to
gripe about the books I chose to
include
on my Beat bookshelf. He liked to claim
that the only *true* Beat
writers
had to have been mentioned in "Howl" (which is rather limiting
things
to Kerouac, Huncke, Cassady, Carr, Solomon, Burroughs, and, oddly
enough,
Tuli Kupferburg).
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And then wonder if the travel
+AD4-capabilities
outside the earth's mesosphere will ever reach the point
+AD4-where
one might +ACI-thumb a rocket ride+ACI-?????
Fascinating to
contemplate.
wings
of feather, wings of a jet, the sattelite on the neck, hey not there,
the
cosmic R+ACY-D enfineering department is working on it. Just give it a
couple
of million years more or less
leon
+AD4-
+AD4-david
rhaesa
+AD4-salina,
Kansas
+AD4-.-
+AD4-
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hitchiking
in smaller communities is a very cool way to meet the grass-roots
community
of an area that you are stuck in during a cross-country trip or
something. But for the most part, from my experiance, just walking down
the
road with your thumb out is becoming increasingly extinct. Rest stops
certainly
are good for picking up rides.
the
fear complex in america about hitchiking and hitchikers is not totally
unwarranted. I would never hitchike without a knife (or
atleast a sharpened
screwdriver
or something) balanced in my sock for easy access. I have heard
quite
few horror stories. Especially from
people combing the west coast
(from
seattle to LA usually). But once you get
a ride its usually obvious
right
of the bat if the driver has an ulterior motive and you can always
fake
that your town is the next right or something and assert yourself if he
disagrees
with a little raised voice and if need be,
allusion to violence.
Most
people are just as afraid of you in that situation as you are of them.
Whatever. just some realism stuff. Hitchhiking is far from idylic these
days.
tyler.
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+AD4-
+AD4-Its
scarier that it used to be
Are we not growing further and further apart? In
the beginning people lived
their
lives out together. Families grew. People grew more apart. Villages,
towns,
cities. And cities keep growing faster and faster. How many people
will
you see tomorrow that you passed by today? Know them all? Feel for them
all? Deadly squabbles in obscure corners of the
world entering our homes
daily.
We are walking on cement, between cement walls that are closing in.
TV
screens for eyes to the ends of the planet.. Crowds are crowding in. Can
we saty
as comfortable as we did in the past about things we did then?
+AD4-.-
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Leon
Tabory wrote:
>
>
Its scarier that it used to be
>
>
Are we not growing further and further
apart? In the beginning people
>
lived
>
their lives out together. Families grew. People grew more apart. > Villages,
>
towns, cities. And cities keep growing faster and faster. How many > people
>
will you see tomorrow that you passed by today? Know them all? Feel for
>
them
>
all? Deadly squabbles in obscure
corners of the world entering our > homes
>
daily. We are walking on cement, between cement walls that are closing
>
in.
> TV
screens for eyes to the ends of the planet.. Crowds are crowding in.
>
Can
> we
saty as comfortable as we did in the past about things we did then?
This is
from Kerouac in Big Sur, and this was about 32 years ago:
"This
is the first time I've hitch hiked in years and I soon begin to see
that
things have changed in America, you can't get a ride any more (but
of
course especially on a strickly tourist road like this coast highway
with no
trucks and no business)--Sleek long stationwagon after wagon
comes
sleering by smoothly, all colors of the rainbow and pastel at that,
pink,
blue, white, the husband is in the driver's seat with a long
ridiculous
vacationist hat with a long baseball visor making him look
witless
and idiot--Beside him sits wifey, the boss of America, wearing
dark
glasses and sneering, even if he wanted to pick me up or anybody up
she
wouldn't let him--But in the two deep backseats are children,
children,
millions of children, all ages, they're fighting and screaming
over
ice cream, they're spilling vanilla all over the Tartan
seatcovers--There's
no room anymore anyway for a hitch hiker, tho
conceivably
the poor bastard might be allowed to ride like a meek gunman
of
silent murderer in the very back platform of the wagon, but here no,
alas!
here is ten thousand racks of drycleaned and perfectly pressed
suits
and dresses of all sizes for the family to look like millionaires
every
time they stop at a roadside dive for bacon and eggs...So here I am
standing
in that road with that big woeful rucksack but also probably
that
expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
the
seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
apotheosical
opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
on--That
afternoon I say about 5 thousand cars or probably 3 thousand
passed
me not one of them ever dreamed of stopping..."
DC
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Dear
Mike,
I agree
Inge is not beat.
Have
you seen is new play
3 Tall
Women? I saw it
last
week in San Francisco
it was
the best night of theater
for me
in a long time.
Also
heard interview with
him, he
comes off, very funny,
on the
radio.
yrs
Gary
Mex Glazner
San
Francisco
Headless
Buddha
http://www.well.com/user/poetmex
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[Hi
Folks... I received this query from a
correspondent, and I'm afraid
I
couldn't answer her question. I told
her I'd forward it on to the
list. If you can help her, please write directly
to her. But copy me,
as I'm
curious as well! --Mongo]
>Date:
Wed, 10 Sep 1997 20:30:48 -0700
>From:
Stanley & Laurie Gonzalez <sgglbg@pacbell.net>
>Subject:
Re: A.G. as MONEY magazine publisher
In the
mid-1960s for over a year, Allen Ginsberg (the very same, I am
sure)
offered from a New York addresss via a full-page color ad in the
comics
pages of the San Francisco Chronicle (such ads were often placed
in the
comics during the 60's)--for $5 per year or $10 for a "lifetime
subscription",
a monthly or semi-monthly publication called MONEY or
YOUR
MONEY or some such short title with MONEY in it. It was the first
of its
kind; a nearly identical version has recently started publishing
this
year, edited and promoted by one Martin Edelston at a Boulder, CO
address,
called Bottom Line/PERSONAL and deals with ways to save, make,
spend
and otherwise get the best deal in every area of money management.
MONEY
claimed to be an inside report (what "they" DON'T want you to
know).
I recall that (1) I paid $5 for one year, then renewed at $10
(for
life) and it went out of business within a few months afterward
with no
refund for remaining issues. I am
absolutely sure that this was
Allen
Ginsberg's venture. Any verification of
that in your background
information
on him?
Incidentally,
can you advise me via e-mail how to contact his estate to
obtain
permission to use several of his photos from his PHOTOGRAPHS book
(1990-Twelvetrees
Press) to illustrate a book of poetry I wrote in the
unrhymed
verse of the Beat era (during the years between '57 and '61
which I
have copyrighted and will publish later this year?
Thanks
in advance for providing this forum for informaiton exchange and,
in
advance, for any info or assistance you can provide in response.
Laurie
(the "lbg" in sgglbg@pacbell.net)
--------------------------------------------------------
...visit...
ALLEN GINSBERG:
Shadow Changes into Bone
The Clearinghouse for all things
Ginsberg!
http://www.ginzy.com
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. I would never hitchike without a knife (or
atleast a sharpened
screwdriver
or something) balanced in my sock for easy access.
That is
one of the fears that keeps me from picking up a hitchiker on the
rare
occasions when I do see one. It just seems harder to trust strangers
these
days.
Hey, there was a time when we said inhale deeply,
aaah, the breath was so
fresh,
pores opened up, dirt rolling off the skin, you could see it all
around
you, fresh faces with sparkling eyes, breathing out freely, taking it
all in,
gentler everybody. Then came swallow it, wow, soaring spirits,
mutual
encouragement, a real pleasure to run into each other, the world was
free
for giving and taking. Hitching a ride
meant meeting new people,
enjoying
more the trip of life, getting more places with a little help from
friends.
That
fresh breath entered a polluted world. It was not enough to banish the
harsh
laws of survival on this planet. You can still see a spark here and
there,
no getting completely buried in the monstrous machinery. But the
machinery
produces
new
toys to play aroound with, to make tools of. Like at this moment we
signal
to each other across vast distances.
Hello there. We are heading for
a future
unlike the past. that the past didn't even imagine. But at the
moment
I will be late for work if I
don't
stop.
ciao
leon
+ACI-There ain't nuthin' in school
they can't teach you on the
streets+ACI-
-The Straycats
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I'm
heading out for a two week reading tour of Iowa (not hitchhiking!)
Sept.
25 through Oct. 9. 10 - 12 readings around the state. Anyone on the
list
from there? Anyone want to connect out in mid-America? I'll send more
info to
anyone interested.
Michael
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Looking back, maybe it's been
difficult all along...however all
the publicity in the past 20 years or
so about serial killers and
"kooks" has made it even
worse.
Jorgiana
>
>
This is from Kerouac in Big Sur, and this was about 32 years ago:
>
>
"This is the first time I've hitch hiked in years and I soon begin to see
>
that things have changed in America, you can't get a ride any more (but
> of
course especially on a strickly tourist road like this coast highway
>
with no trucks and no business)--Sleek long stationwagon after wagon
>
comes sleering by smoothly, all colors of the rainbow and pastel at that,
>
pink, blue, white, the husband is in the driver's seat with a long
>
ridiculous vacationist hat with a long baseball visor making him look
>
witless and idiot--Beside him sits wifey, the boss of America, wearing
>
dark glasses and sneering, even if he wanted to pick me up or anybody up
>
she wouldn't let him--But in the two deep backseats are children,
>
children, millions of children, all ages, they're fighting and screaming
>
over ice cream, they're spilling vanilla all over the Tartan
>
seatcovers--There's no room anymore anyway for a hitch hiker, tho
>
conceivably the poor bastard might be allowed to ride like a meek gunman
> of
silent murderer in the very back platform of the wagon, but here no,
>
alas! here is ten thousand racks of drycleaned and perfectly pressed
>
suits and dresses of all sizes for the family to look like millionaires
>
every time they stop at a roadside dive for bacon and eggs...So here I am
>
standing in that road with that big woeful rucksack but also probably
>
that expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
>
the seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
>
apotheosical opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
>
on--That afternoon I say about 5 thousand cars or probably 3 thousand
>
passed me not one of them ever dreamed of stopping..."
> DC
>
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Awesome Diane. Seems like things are moving
right along. Where is the
Kerouac
of today, with that magnificent way,
that he could bring alive to
us the
majesty of the sweeping view, the spectacular spectacles of the
strands
that wove it all together, too awesome for words, except maybe
Kerouac's
words. I am searching for words and I ain't no Kerouac, those not
being
my gifts, but there will be others. We will see more of them I am
sure.
Still,
about thirty two years ago in Santa Cruz, and on highway one up and
down
the coast, and all the way To San Francisco or Big Sur to the South,
the
territory that we covered, hitchiking and hitchikers were in bloom and
flower
brightening the already soaring spirits at the time. I guess Jack was
hanging
around then much closer to the mainstream engines of America, and
the
people and things that fueled them, kept them working, then I was.
Now
those steamrollers have rolled over us too. Not many hitchikers around
us
either any more. But we did survive+ACE-
Getting up and shaking of the dust,
with a
clearer focus that can bring into view the worlds that even Jack then
didn't
see, or want to look at.
Now I
am running off to work.
leon
+AD4-Leon
Tabory wrote:
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-
Its scarier that it used to be
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-
Are we not growing further and further
apart? In the beginning people
+AD4APg-
lived
+AD4APg-
their lives out together. Families grew. People grew more apart. +AD4-
Villages,
+AD4APg-
towns, cities. And cities keep growing faster and faster. How many
+AD4-
people
+AD4APg-
will you see tomorrow that you passed by today? Know them all? Feel for
+AD4APg-
them
+AD4APg-
all? Deadly squabbles in obscure
corners of the world entering our
+AD4-
homes
+AD4APg-
daily. We are walking on cement, between cement walls that are closing
+AD4APg-
in.
+AD4APg-
TV screens for eyes to the ends of the planet.. Crowds are crowding in.
+AD4APg-
Can
+AD4APg-
we saty as comfortable as we did in the past about things we did then?
+AD4-
+AD4-
+AD4-This
is from Kerouac in Big Sur, and this was about 32 years ago:
+AD4-
+AD4AIg-This
is the first time I've hitch hiked in years and I soon begin to see
+AD4-that
things have changed in America, you can't get a ride any more (but
+AD4-of
course especially on a strickly tourist road like this coast highway
+AD4-with
no trucks and no business)--Sleek long stationwagon after wagon
+AD4-comes
sleering by smoothly, all colors of the rainbow and pastel at that,
+AD4-pink,
blue, white, the husband is in the driver's seat with a long
+AD4-ridiculous
vacationist hat with a long baseball visor making him look
+AD4-witless
and idiot--Beside him sits wifey, the boss of America, wearing
+AD4-dark
glasses and sneering, even if he wanted to pick me up or anybody up
+AD4-she
wouldn't let him--But in the two deep backseats are children,
+AD4-children,
millions of children, all ages, they're fighting and screaming
+AD4-over
ice cream, they're spilling vanilla all over the Tartan
+AD4-seatcovers--There's
no room anymore anyway for a hitch hiker, tho
+AD4-conceivably
the poor bastard might be allowed to ride like a meek gunman
+AD4-of
silent murderer in the very back platform of the wagon, but here no,
+AD4-alas+ACE-
here is ten thousand racks of drycleaned and perfectly pressed
+AD4-suits
and dresses of all sizes for the family to look like millionaires
+AD4-every
time they stop at a roadside dive for bacon and eggs...So here I am
+AD4-standing
in that road with that big woeful rucksack but also probably
+AD4-that
expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
+AD4-the
seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
+AD4-apotheosical
opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
+AD4-on--That
afternoon I say about 5 thousand cars or probably 3 thousand
+AD4-passed
me not one of them ever dreamed of stopping...+ACI-
+AD4-DC
+AD4-.-
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From: Diane De Rooy <Ddrooy@AOL.COM>
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In a
message dated 97-09-11 04:11:16 EDT, you write:
<<
one may hitch-hike. but it's not safe
anymore. >>
it's
safe if i'm the one picking you up.
ddr
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In a
message dated 97-09-11 04:11:16 EDT, jjdorfner wrote:
<<
i'm afraid the days of the carefree
hitch-hiker are over.
sad to say.
one may hitch-hike. but it's not
safe anymore.
>>
But
seriously, folks...
I don't
really know why we all got the idea (or when) that hitching/picking
up
hitchers had BECOME dangerous. I don't think it's any more or less
dangerous
than it ever was.
I
hitched in the Sixties and Seventies, got paranoid in the Eighties, and I
have
hitched in the Nineties. And when I'm driving, I almost always pick up
hitchers,
most of whom enrich my life.
For me,
it's a thing I refuse to give up, this hitchhiker thing. As soon as I
do, I
know I'm gonna go straight, which is a fate worse than death (the
straight
life IS death).
My kid
(now almost 18) started hopping freights and hitching when he was 15,
much to
my maternal chagrin. However, I couldn't deny the benefit of the
experience
for him. Of course, if I'd had my way, he'd still be asking my
permission
to cross the street (but that's another story), and maybe hitching
and
riding the rails is the extreme response to an overly protective parent
(is
that why jack did it?) but I really believe we make too much of something
that's
been unfairly awfulized into being dangerous.
Lotta
great stuff in literature about hitching, too. One hitching anecdote
that
has always stood out for me is near the end of "Blue Highways" by
William
Least Heat Moon, where he picked up a hitcher in my neck of the
woods.
I don't have the book and can't even paraphrase it, but his
experience,
for me, seemed standard fare and well worth reading today.
Bottom
line: I trust my instincts. I pick up hitchers whose vibes are right,
and I
take rides from cars based on the same system. I have had some
frightening
moments, but I think that's to be expected.
Surrendering
the freedom of the hitched ride to the dismal fears of today
just
seems wrong to me. There's a whole huge aspect of living that one misses
when
one passes a hitcher by, or never sticks out his/her thumb.
I say,
Let's all get out there and hitch a ride and change "reality..."
ddr
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I'd say
Vollman doesn't have any connection to the Beats whatsoever, although I
can see how some might argue Beat influence.
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I didn't think Jack was telling us much here about the difficulties of
hitchiking,
in this jewel of a treat,, his cartoonlike exaggerations of the
american
middle class family for a moment together in their station wagons
on a
vacation trip, strokes of genius, such a treat to read, thank you Diane
for
this surprise great pleasure, still he thinks that he looks too scary
for
folks to give him a ride. He says:
+AD4APg-but also probably
+AD4APg-
that expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
+AD4APg-
the seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
+AD4APg-
apotheosical opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
+AD4APg-
on-
Was
this the point Diane? Scary looking people never get invited for a ride?
My
earlier response was my sadness that Jack was so unhappy that he looked
at the
dark side that he had for whatever
reasons to wallow in his
depressed
outlook where the bright things that were happening were not
visible
to him. That area, at that time, was just beautiful hitchiking land.
I know
because I was a frequent rider on that coast highway. That was Big
Sur
area he was speaking of, no and a couple of years more than 32?
+AD4- Looking back, maybe it's been
difficult all along...however all
+AD4- the publicity in the past 20 years or
so about serial killers and
+AD4- +ACI-kooks+ACI- has made it even
worse.
+AD4-
+AD4- Jorgiana
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-
This is from Kerouac in Big Sur, and this was about 32 years ago:
+AD4APg-
+AD4APg-
+ACI-This is the first time I've hitch hiked in years and I soon begin
to see
+AD4APg-
that things have changed in America, you can't get a ride any more (but
+AD4APg-
of course especially on a strickly tourist road like this coast highway
+AD4APg-
with no trucks and no business)--Sleek long stationwagon after wagon
+AD4APg-
comes sleering by smoothly, all colors of the rainbow and pastel at
that,
+AD4APg-
pink, blue, white, the husband is in the driver's seat with a long
+AD4APg-
ridiculous vacationist hat with a long baseball visor making him look
+AD4APg-
witless and idiot--Beside him sits wifey, the boss of America, wearing
+AD4APg-
dark glasses and sneering, even if he wanted to pick me up or anybody
up
+AD4APg-
she wouldn't let him--But in the two deep backseats are children,
+AD4APg-
children, millions of children, all ages, they're fighting and
screaming
+AD4APg-
over ice cream, they're spilling vanilla all over the Tartan
+AD4APg-
seatcovers--There's no room anymore anyway for a hitch hiker, tho
+AD4APg-
conceivably the poor bastard might be allowed to ride like a meek
gunman
+AD4APg-
of silent murderer in the very back platform of the wagon, but here no,
+AD4APg-
alas+ACE- here is ten thousand racks of drycleaned and perfectly
pressed
+AD4APg-
suits and dresses of all sizes for the family to look like millionaires
+AD4APg-
every time they stop at a roadside dive for bacon and eggs...So here I
am
+AD4APg-
standing in that road with that big woeful rucksack but also probably
+AD4APg-
that expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
+AD4APg-
the seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
+AD4APg-
apotheosical opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
+AD4APg-
on--That afternoon I say about 5 thousand cars or probably 3 thousand
+AD4APg-
passed me not one of them ever dreamed of stopping...+ACI-
+AD4APg-
DC
+AD4APg-
+AD4-.-
+AD4-
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Subject: Inge
I too
vote against Inge -- not even close in my opinion.
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having
spent a hair-raising semester in '71 in richmond, va. let me tell
you it
was scary even then, hitchhiking as a hippy chile and all.
hitchhiked
with base ball bat. the conservatives (including grey haired
grandmother
types) threw shit out of windows at us, blacks and white men
both
were crusing to pick up hippie girls and do whatever depraved and
sadistic
thing they could think of. but then, i also waited at bus stops
with bb
bat to avoid getting jumped and pulled into cars (happened to two
friends
of mine they were raped and battered)
hitchiked to see zappa once
and
that was the end of my hitchhiking in the south (actually had to use
the bb
bat, assholes thought i was bluffing.
and, as
a matter of fact, riding my bike cross town in richmond safest if i
rode
through the ghetto than downtown city ...
last
time i hitched a ride in new england i had to talk this sleazy guy
into
going off interstate to 'a motel i know' only to jump out at first red
light.
up
here in vermont, it's a little gentler
and kind, but i hesitate. and
irony
is that now i have no car. but won't hitch a lift no moe.
mc
>+AD4-Its
scarier that it used to be
>
>Are we not growing further and further apart? In
the beginning people lived
>their
lives out together. Families grew. People grew more apart. Villages,
>towns,
cities. And cities keep growing faster and faster. How many people
>will
you see tomorrow that you passed by today? Know them all? Feel for them
>all? Deadly squabbles in obscure corners of the
world entering our homes
>daily.
We are walking on cement, between cement walls that are closing in.
>TV
screens for eyes to the ends of the planet.. Crowds are crowding in. Can
>we
saty as comfortable as we did in the past about things we did then?
>+AD4-.-
>+AD4-
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kudos
again go to the fabulous DC!
>This
is from Kerouac in Big Sur, and this was about 32 years ago:
>
>"This
is the first time I've hitch hiked in years and I soon begin to see
>that
things have changed in America, you can't get a ride any more (but
>of
course especially on a strickly tourist road like this coast highway
>with
no trucks and no business)--Sleek long stationwagon after wagon
>comes
sleering by smoothly, all colors of the rainbow and pastel at that,
>pink,
blue, white, the husband is in the driver's seat with a long
>ridiculous
vacationist hat with a long baseball visor making him look
>witless
and idiot--Beside him sits wifey, the boss of America, wearing
>dark
glasses and sneering, even if he wanted to pick me up or anybody up
>she
wouldn't let him--But in the two deep backseats are children,
>children,
millions of children, all ages, they're fighting and screaming
>over
ice cream, they're spilling vanilla all over the Tartan
>seatcovers--There's
no room anymore anyway for a hitch hiker, tho
>conceivably
the poor bastard might be allowed to ride like a meek gunman
>of
silent murderer in the very back platform of the wagon, but here no,
>alas!
here is ten thousand racks of drycleaned and perfectly pressed
>suits
and dresses of all sizes for the family to look like millionaires
>every
time they stop at a roadside dive for bacon and eggs...So here I am
>standing
in that road with that big woeful rucksack but also probably
>that
expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
>the
seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
>apotheosical
opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
>on--That
afternoon I say about 5 thousand cars or probably 3 thousand
>passed
me not one of them ever dreamed of stopping..."
>DC
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leon,
thanks for the memory! being picked up by fellow fellaheens on the
road
usually led to tripping, toking, getting out and showing the sights to
fellow
voyagers interior and exterior
mc
Hey, there was a time when we said inhale deeply,
aaah, the breath was so
fresh,
pores opened up, dirt rolling off the skin, you could see it all
around
you, fresh faces with sparkling eyes, breathing out freely, taking it
all in,
gentler everybody. Then came swallow it, wow, soaring spirits,
mutual
encouragement, a real pleasure to run into each other, the world was
free
for giving and taking. Hitching a ride
meant meeting new people,
enjoying
more the trip of life, getting more places with a little help from
friends.
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On Wed,
10 Sep 1997, Alex Howard wrote:
>
Just letting everyone know that PBS will be showing this next Wednesday at
>
10. Check local listings yadda yadda
yadda.....
>
>
Check out the pbs.org site. They have a
lot of stuff there.
>
>
------------------
>
Alex Howard (704)264-8259 Appalachian State
University
>
kh14586@am.appstate.edu
P.O. Box 12149
>
http://www1.appstate.edu/~kh14586
Boone, NC 28608
>
10 a.m.
or p.m.?
jt
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On Thu,
11 Sep 1997, chenxiao wrote:
>
Folks over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
> OTR time?
>
>
Hitchhike to America, hitchhike to moon;
>
with bag empty, with hair long.
>
>
ciao
>
yan
>
no; in
fact in _Big Sur_ Jack Kerouac wrote something to the effect,
"No
rides, a sign" (this is a paraphrase).
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Diane
De Rooy wrote:
> I
say, Let's all get out there and hitch a ride and change "reality..."
>
>
ddr
I
hitched probably over 200,000 miles over the years between 1967 and
1979. most of the trips were up and down all the
way on highway 1 on
the
coast,San Diego to Seattle, or La to San Fransico, over and over,
Highway
70 from kansas to California about 12 times, sometimes up
(north)sometmes
down (south), then 70 to boston, New York, Maine about 5
times.
Twice through canada, straight up and over back down through New
york, One of the sweetest time was a long ride
through mexico in the
back of
a dump truck with a large extened family.
I had three bad
moments,
all in the midwest, kc, omaha, and outside of emporia. I was
never
raped, but hit hard once in Kc and scared and mauled. Offered
money
for sex more often in california.
I did a lot of road theatre, lied through my
teeth, sometimes took to
do you
know jesus? (an antiaphrodisiac) almost always had little odd
gifts
to give people to "pay" my way..
One day my tv was on and was watching
a nice looking guy, relaxed, talk
bout
some legal situation in Colorado, turned up the tv and slowly
figured
out it was ted bundy, that moment put more fear into me than the
trucker
i fled from across the fields near omaha.
I still occasionally pick up hikers, i
am on the intersection of I 70
and
highway 59 . my friend Jamie Grow, i write his name so that he might
be
remembered, disappeared after giving a rider to two lesbians from
arkansas
to kansas, he never found kansas. i
dreamt once he was under
the
water of a muddy stream. The hardest
hiking times were in New York
where i
discovered i suffered from a bad case of prejudice. mean
hearted
people in New York state, nasty sense of humors, but no one
tried
to rape me. God I loved stomping my
foot on a mountain, cresting
a hill
on the grapevine, seeing the colors of the soil change, grabbing
a guys
butt and watching his expression as it got later at night and he
thought
he got lucky. hey I know this is not
beat related but I found
just
loved thinking about those trips,
p
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From an article in today's (9/11/97) USA
Today about Caleb Carr's new
novel, "The Angel of
Darkness". (Caleb is the son of
Lucien Carr).
QUOTE
"He grew up on the poor side of town
but went to a rich kids prep
school
He was a rational child brought up in a world of dreamers and
drinkers. His father is Beat writer Lucien Carr, so he grew up in the
presence of literary rebels like Allen
Ginsberg and William S.
Burroughs.
But he rebelled against them. "I'm a writer despite their
influence,"
Carr says, "I grew up with faith in
rationalism. The Beats engaged in
the opposite, and that didn't work for
me."
END OF QUOTE
Can someone more literarily (literally?)
inclined than I tell me what
he means by rationalism, also how does
this differ from realism
(which, to me, is what the Beats WERE all
about).
Though I haven't read any of his work it sounds, from what I
gather,
that Caleb may have been
"influenced" by Dr. Sax.
love and lilies,
matt h.
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> Can someone more literarily (literally?)
inclined than I tell me what
> he means by rationalism, also how does
this differ from realism
> (which, to me, is what the Beats WERE all
about).
>
> Though I haven't read any of his work it
sounds, from what I gather,
> that Caleb may have been
"influenced" by Dr. Sax.
>
> love and lilies,
>
> matt h.
I'm not
sure if I can explain what he meant by rationalism, but I have read
the
Alienist, and it is most defientely NOT Beat Literature. It's very
traditional,
as far as writing technique goes. The
story is told--I'm
assuming
it was a letter--about 25 years after the events happened.
Basically,
there's this serial killer running around New York just before
the
turn of the century murdering boy prostitutes.
And the narrator was a
part of
an under-cover team assembled to stop
the killer. It's a good
story,
well-thought out & obviously a lot of research went into the book,
but in
my humble opinion it's no lasting masterpiece.
What bothered me the
most
about the story was that the style Caleb chose to write the book
in--the
whole looking-back-at-these-events-well-after-they've-happened
bit--is
completely unrealistic given the amount of detail in the book. And
I think
he did want it to be a believable story, but there's no way someone
could
remember every minute detail of these events the way the narrator of
this
book does, & it's made clear throughout that he is, in fact, reminiscing.
Caleb
is Lucien's son, and a writer, but I wouldn't include him on Rinaldo's
Ultimate
Beat-Writer list.
Diane.
--
I
should have loved a thunderbird instead. --Sylvia Plath
Diane
M. Homza
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> Looking back, maybe it's been
difficult all along...however all
> the publicity in the past 20 years or
so about serial killers and
> "kooks" has made it even
worse.
remeber
that story about the "hook"? you know that guy who scares
this
young couple when he just escapes prison or something. it's
stuff
like that which made me feel insecure even looking at someone
outside
of a car on the highway. then again i am a child of the
eighties
so there you are.
> Jorgiana
randy
>
>
>
> This is from Kerouac in Big Sur, and this was about 32 years ago:
>
>
>
> "This is the first time I've hitch hiked in years and I soon begin to
see
>
> that things have changed in America, you can't get a ride any more (but
>
> of course especially on a strickly tourist road like this coast highway
>
> with no trucks and no business)--Sleek long stationwagon after wagon
>
> comes sleering by smoothly, all colors of the rainbow and pastel at that,
>
> pink, blue, white, the husband is in the driver's seat with a long
>
> ridiculous vacationist hat with a long baseball visor making him look
>
> witless and idiot--Beside him sits wifey, the boss of America, wearing
>
> dark glasses and sneering, even if he wanted to pick me up or anybody up
>
> she wouldn't let him--But in the two deep backseats are children,
>
> children, millions of children, all ages, they're fighting and screaming
>
> over ice cream, they're spilling vanilla all over the Tartan
>
> seatcovers--There's no room anymore anyway for a hitch hiker, tho
>
> conceivably the poor bastard might be allowed to ride like a meek gunman
>
> of silent murderer in the very back platform of the wagon, but here no,
>
> alas! here is ten thousand racks of drycleaned and perfectly pressed
>
> suits and dresses of all sizes for the family to look like millionaires
>
> every time they stop at a roadside dive for bacon and eggs...So here I am
>
> standing in that road with that big woeful rucksack but also probably
>
> that expression of horror on my face after all those nights sitting in
>
> the seashore under giant black cliffs, they see in me the very
>
> apotheosical opposite of their very vacation dream and of course drive
>
> on--That afternoon I say about 5 thousand cars or probably 3 thousand
>
> passed me not one of them ever dreamed of stopping..."
>
> DC
>
>
>
>
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funny
how nostalgia is perrenial and that Kerouac felt the breakdown in
community;
beatness was its symptom. this is not specifically related to
the
issue of hitching but in a general way:
The
sins of America are precisely that the streets . . . are empty where
their
houses are, there's no sense of neighborhood anymore, a neighborhood
quarter
a neighborhood freeforall fight between two streets of young
husbands
is no longer possible . . .(VC 261).
what
was everyone doing, shopping?
>
+AD4-
>+AD4-Its
scarier that it used to be
>
>Are we not growing further and further apart? In
the beginning people lived
>their
lives out together. Families grew. People grew more apart. Villages,
>towns,
cities. And cities keep growing faster and faster. How many people
>will
you see tomorrow that you passed by today? Know them all? Feel for them
>all? Deadly squabbles in obscure corners of the
world entering our homes
>daily.
We are walking on cement, between cement walls that are closing in.
>TV
screens for eyes to the ends of the planet.. Crowds are crowding in. Can
>we
saty as comfortable as we did in the past about things we did then?
>+AD4-.-
>+AD4-
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She is
thinking of RALPH GINZBURG, not our Allen.
I remember his MONEY
magazine,
too.
>
>Subject: Re: A.G. as MONEY magazine publisher
>
> In
the mid-1960s for over a year, Allen Ginsberg (the very same, I am
>
sure) offered from a New York addresss via a full-page color ad in the
>
comics pages of the San Francisco Chronicle (such ads were often placed
> in
the comics during the 60's)--for $5 per year or $10 for a "lifetime
>
subscription", a monthly or semi-monthly publication called MONEY or
>
YOUR MONEY or some such short title with MONEY in it. It was the first
> of
its kind; a nearly identical version has recently started publishing
>
this year, edited and promoted by one Martin Edelston at a Boulder, CO
>
address, called Bottom Line/PERSONAL and deals with ways to save, make,
>
spend and otherwise get the best deal in every area of money management.
>
>
MONEY claimed to be an inside report (what "they" DON'T want you to
>
know). I recall that (1) I paid $5 for one year, then renewed at $10
>
(for life) and it went out of business within a few months afterward
>
with no refund for remaining issues. I
am absolutely sure that this was
>
Allen Ginsberg's venture. Any
verification of that in your background
>
information on him?
>
>
>
Thanks in advance for providing this forum for informaiton exchange and,
> in
advance, for any info or assistance you can provide in response.
>
>
Laurie (the "lbg" in sgglbg@pacbell.net)
>
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At
01:08 PM 9/11/97 -0400, you wrote:
> From an article in today's (9/11/97) USA
Today about Caleb Carr's new
> novel, "The Angel of
Darkness". (Caleb is the son of
Lucien Carr).
>
> QUOTE
>
> "He grew up on the poor side of town
but went to a rich kids prep
> school
He was a rational child brought up in a world of dreamers and
> drinkers. His father is Beat writer Lucien Carr, so he grew up in the
> presence of literary rebels like Allen
Ginsberg and William S.
> Burroughs.
>
> But he rebelled against them. "I'm a writer despite their
influence,"
> Carr says, "I grew up with faith in
rationalism. The Beats engaged in
> the opposite, and that didn't work for
me."
>
> END OF QUOTE
>
> Can someone more literarily (literally?)
inclined than I tell me what
> he means by rationalism, also how does
this differ from realism
> (which, to me, is what the Beats WERE all
about).
Burroughs
believed in pooks and sprites etc...A person who didn't share such
beliefs
or worldview entailing supernatural as something literal and
tangible
would describe his or her view as rational vs Burrough's view
irrational.
I also
think Diane Homza made very good points in terms of a writing style
or
method to use that could also be seen as a comparison of rational vs
irrational.
I've
talked about Caleb Carr here a few times because he wrote a book I read
that I
quite liked called The Devil Soldier.
It was about Frederick
Townsend
Ward who was an American who became a soldier of fortune type and
eventually
ended up in China leading a group of soldiers for the Qing
Dynasty
government against the Tai Ping Tien Kuo (Heavenly Peace Kingdom),
called
the long hairs who were trying to overthow the Emperor and his
regime. Ward's army was called the Ever Victorious
Army. It's a good
interesting
book.
I
didn't read the Alienist but I also think this book, Devil Soldier,
reflects
on the rational vs irrational path he talks about in that it is a
straightforward
well foot-noted scholarly biography. It
is to his credit as
a
writer that it reads like a novel. In
terms of the rational vs irrational
he
could have easily told this story in "experimental" or irrational
ways
but
chose to do a "rational" straightforward biography.
About
the younger Carr as a beat, he did rebel as he states above.
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On Thu,
11 Sep 1997, chenxiao wrote:
>
Folks over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
> OTR time?
>
>
Hitchhike to America, hitchhike to moon;
>
with bag empty, with hair long.
>
>
ciao
>
yan
>
I'm
afraid not, Yan. It's illegal in many
places. Most depressing thing
in the
world is to see a road sign with a thumb up held with a big red
slash
across it. and you read or hear about
people getting killed, raped
. . .
all the time . I was lucky enough to
hitch 1600 miles down the
Alaskan-Highway
last year, through Canada. It was
fairly easy for us.
But
Canada and Alaska are a lot different than the rest of the U.S.
i like
your little poem. reminds me of Jack's
"Visions of America."
-matt
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Rinaldo,
You
should also add Howard Hart to your list.
Cordially,
Michael
Skau
9/11/97
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At
08:24 AM 9/11/97 -0400, you wrote:
>>Folks
over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
>>
OTR time?
>>
>>Hitchhike
to America, hitchhike to moon;
>>with
bag empty, with hair long.
>>
>>ciao
>>yan
>
>Not
as easy and therefore nowhere near as common. I drove 20 days, 6,500
>miles
cross country on Route 20 last fall partly commemorating the old
>hitchhiking
days, the 30,00 miles traveled with thumb and back 25 years
>ago.
Did not see even one lone hitchhiker that whole way! It was
>disappointing,
but I guess understandable.
>
>I
still pick up hitchhikers when I see them and have never had a negative
>experience.
I think people are basically good but there's a fear mentality
>that
dominates much of late 20th century America.
>
>"shadow
lurking
>on
the edge of the road
>nothing
more
>nothing
more
>the
ghost of Kerouac
>late
20th century America
>no
room for lonesome travelers
>bumming
rides."
>
>Michael
>
>
Another
thing, they usually won't let you hitchhike on the
interstate. You have to hitchhike from the on ramp if
anywhere. I discovered that when I hitchhiked home
from
the UW
Madison in the 60s. So you are not
going to see
hitchers
on interstates, but you would in the day of Route
66. I still see hitchers off the major roadways,
but not
like I
used to.
Mike
Rice
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Date: Thu, 11 Sep 1997 17:57:15 -0400
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Subject: Re: Addition to the List of Beats
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At
01:11 PM 9/11/97 -0400, you wrote:
>Dear
Mike,
>
>I
agree Inge is not beat.
>Have
you seen is new play
>3
Tall Women? I saw it
>last
week in San Francisco
>it
was the best night of theater
>for
me in a long time.
>Also
heard interview with
>him,
he comes off, very funny,
>on
the radio.
>
>yrs
>Gary
Mex Glazner
>San
Francisco
>Headless
Buddha
>http://www.well.com/user/poetmex
>
>
>From
what twilight zone
are you
writing. Inge
has
been dead since the
late
70s or early 80s.
Are you
sure you're not
speaking
of Edward Albee?
I think
you are. Now, is
Edward
Albee, author of
Tiny
Alice, a beat, I don't
think
so.
Mike
Rice
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Date: Thu, 11 Sep 1997 17:57:22 -0400
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At
02:40 PM 9/11/97 -0400, you wrote:
>In
a message dated 97-09-11 04:11:16 EDT, you write:
>
><<
one may hitch-hike. but it's not safe
anymore. >>
>
>it's
safe if i'm the one picking you up.
>
>ddr
>
>
How can
we be sure? Who knows what you have
done in
your
secret life.
Mike
Rice
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Date: Thu, 11 Sep 1997 17:57:29 -0400
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One day
my tv was on and was watching a nice looking guy, relaxed, talk
bout
some legal situation in Colorado, turned up the tv and slowly
figured
out it was ted bundy,
Are you
serious? Do I understand that you
watched Ted Bundy at work,
trying
to set up his next murder. Did I
misunderstand. Please explain.
Mike
Rice
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Date: Thu, 11 Sep 1997 17:57:32 -0400
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At
01:08 PM 9/11/97 -0400, you wrote:
> From an article in today's (9/11/97) USA
Today about Caleb Carr's new
> novel, "The Angel of
Darkness". (Caleb is the son of
Lucien Carr).
>
> QUOTE
>
> "He grew up on the poor side of town
but went to a rich kids prep
> school
He was a rational child brought up in a world of dreamers and
> drinkers. His father is Beat writer Lucien Carr, so he grew up in the
> presence of literary rebels like Allen
Ginsberg and William S.
> Burroughs.
>
> But he rebelled against them. "I'm a writer despite their
influence,"
> Carr says, "I grew up with faith in
rationalism. The Beats engaged in
> the opposite, and that didn't work for
me."
>
> END OF QUOTE
>
> Can someone more literarily (literally?)
inclined than I tell me what
> he means by rationalism, also how does
this differ from realism
> (which, to me, is what the Beats WERE all
about).
>
> Though I haven't read any of his work it
sounds, from what I gather,
> that Caleb may have been
"influenced" by Dr. Sax.
>
> love and lilies,
>
> matt h.
>
>
I think
its clear. He believes in realism. The Beats, especially
Kerouac,
were clear romantics, who could believe in any pipedream.
Caleb
Carr is not a romantic.
Mike
Rice
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Date: Thu, 11 Sep 1997 18:14:26 -0400
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On Thu,
11 Sep 1997, chenxiao wrote:
>
Folks over there, is hitchhiking still easy thing in this continent as in the
> OTR time?
no,
only easy thing to do now is hitchhike on the net; folks in chat rooms,
irc
& at ends of internet connections still talk to strangers, pass ideas
along
and take you for a ride.
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