else. I write not as a job but because I have to
and I love to and I read
and do
slams because I love to hear others' stuff as well. So, in that
spirit,
here's a work I hope is at least in some small way appropriate for
this
list. It's a gamble I suppose. Thanks for reading.
--John
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*The
Old Man from Kansas*
(for
W.S.B)
As the
Greyhound wheezed through Lawrence,
I
remembered the old man
rocking
on the front porch
cats
splayed out at his feet
his
cane nestled in the arm of his chair
and his
long bony fingers polishing the smooth black barrel
of an
automatic pistol.
He
lifted his head slowly
and his
eyes slid out from underneath
the
snap brim of an ancient felt hat.
His
voice, when it came,
was a
whisper of gravel
filtered
through all the junk in the world.
"Let
me tell you about fucking boys, son.
Let me
tell you about the peircing tightness
that
enters you through your veins
and
rushes through your blood like electric current.
It hits
you like a snakebite and you know the future
and you
push against the sweet hardness
of a
bony back wet with sweat and the dirt of
innumerable
corners and alleys.
And
below you,
from
somewhere underneath your stomach
but
still connected to you
you
hear the gasp that slowly
turns
to a cry.
And you
can feel the back heave in tears.
And you
move in a time reserved only for the animal
or the
paranoia of pure speed.
And the
young cry beneath you seeks to fall
but
you're holding it up as you pierce it,
the ass
not soft at all, but bony, tight, hot, alive."
And the
old man almost managed a smile
his
teeth still hidden between the two white lines of chalk
that
marked where his lips should have been.
"Yes,
son, there is nothing in this world
like
the feel of a fifteen year old Tangerian boy
melting
underneath you as you drown him.
Dark,
small, willing to bear anything at all
for
your moment, your visit with death.
Pederasty
ain't a hobby son, it's a habit.
Harder
to kick than junk.
It's
all of them, boy.
The
pure loss of the opium pipe
the
rush of uncut smack
the
warm giddiness of tea
the
brutal determination of bennies
and
even the unspeakable waves of the indian's yage.
There
are three moments in this life, son.
The
moment of entrance:
the first push, breaking into the
warmth
like a needle finding a long lost vein.
The
moment of explosion:
the coexistence of pure light and pure
darkness
the forever banned pleasure that can
save the world
And
then there is that final moment:
tired, sad, blindingly real.
When the sun rises and the angel is
still there
next to you, in a tortured peace,
curled like a baby
and shrivelled like an old man who has
long since died.
To know
those three moments,
To live
them over and over
To fire
those shots of absolute solitude
in a
world of madness
is to
be alive.
Let me
tell ya, bout fucking boys son.
Let me
tell you about fucking boys."
And his
eyes went down to the barrel of the gun.
And he
lost himself deep in an asshole of the past.
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Alone
in winter.
The
torn pocket of my flimsy coat
seems
to be the entrance for wintery chills
my
stomach hurts
my head
hurts
my nose
is blocked
my
fingers and toes are frozen.
What i
need is a hot drink
open
fire
and the
comfort of a beautiful woman
to warm
me up
and
scare those winer chills away.
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The
actual watching
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I
apologize for my first post with this title which sort of mailed itself
on its
own before I was ready.
This is
definitely the best part of the book, where to some extent we are
told of
what Jack is doing and why. The
"watching Joan Rawshanks in the
Fog"
part of the section, gets a little long, not unlike watching a movie
being
filmed, where the same scene is shot, over and over again. The best
stuff
starts on page 292,
"A
night I spent in Denver...I had just suddenly realized...that nothing
in the
world matters; not even success in America but just void and
emptiness
awaits the career of the soul of a man."
This
part is somewhat reminiscent of the burdened writer that no one
understands,
he doesn't make any money and none of publishers want
anything
to do with him. It leads into what
Denver and Cody mean to
him,
the mythology of it all and how this is presented in several
different
visions in this book.
Pg. 293
"...in
1947 in fact, right after I met Cody, and had those anticipatory
dreams
of me and him drinking and gabbling at bars in the construction
worker
night; I came to feel that the alleys, the fences, the streets
were
the 'holy Denver streets' I called to them, and just because of this
particular
softness, I walked along...
down in
Denver, all I did was die, I remember, that was my refrain.
I said
to myself, 'What's the use of being sad because your boyhood is
over
and you can never play softball like this; you can still take
another
mighty voyage and go and see what Cody is finally doing.' Oh the
sadness
of the lights that night!... the great knife piercing me in the
darkness...the
night cloud of my dreams rising, and the general brownness
of my
salvation..."
Once
again a lot of brownness and different shades of brown in this
chapter,
then pg. 295, perhaps the best illumination of the vision of ths
book,
we've had yet.
"I've
had several visions of Cody, most of the great ones in the middle
of a
tea-high and the greatest on jazz tea-high...It was as if he was a
superhuman
spirit walking, or that is racing in the flesh sent down to
earth
to confound me not only in my actions but in my thoughts: wild,
wild
day I suddenly looked from myself to this strange angel from the
other
side( this all like bop, we're getting to it indirectly and too
late
but completely from every angle except the angle we all don't know)
of
Time--which he kept talking about all the time."
And I
guess we, now, as readers are reading this from the time angle,
farther
removed, looking back with different perspectives of which he had
never
conceived. And particularly from the
angle that Arthur pointed out
earlier,
that now, he has a public that understands, to which his words
are
immortal.
DC
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I
believe a publisher called New Directions published part of it in 1960.
What
parts I don't know but these are the parts that have been identified as
being
in the public domain.
At
11:28 PM 7/12/97 -0400, you wrote:
>Seems
I remember something about City Lights turning it down. I think CL has
>become
a little hotbed of nepotism
>Charles
Plymell
>
>
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While
Cody has been portrayed as a romantic hero type, especially in
part
II, we are now getting more to the heart of the mythology of Cody:
pg.
298(vision of Cody in Mexico)
"...looking
down to see the steering wheel of that old '37 Ford jalopy we
bucketed
down in from Denver over many a dusty bushy mile running roughly
down
the spine of the Americas, to see if the wheel held, but actually in
complete
possession of all his wits and joys and in fact so completely
and
godlike-ly aware of every single little thing trembling like a drop
of dew
in the world, or sitting like the antique clinker of a paper
bookmatch
on an insignificant green desk somewhere in the world, aware of
the
glow of his stomach related to the strength of his father, aware of
myself
and Sherman in the backseat high and dumb, and of the kid, the
town,
the day, the year, the consequence and time passing us all by, and
yet
everything always really all right, that he suddenly glowed up like a
sun and
became all rosy as a rosy balloon and beautiful as Franklin
Delano
Roosevelt, and said, from way far back maybe ten minutes, an hour
or a
year or years ago, 'Yes!' At that
moment I decided never to forget
it
(even as it happened); Cody was so great, so good, that I couldn't
believe--he
was by far the greatest man I had ever known.
Do you know
that
now I realize and look back and see that in the beginning he made
everybody
smoke tea so they'd look at him in their original version never
to be
repeated kicks?...the bastard sensed it.
Yet he's an angel. I'm
his
brother, that's all.
But enough of my greatest
enemy--because while I saw him as an
angel,
a god, etcetera, I also saw him as a devil, an old witch, even an
old
bitch from the start and always did think and still do that he can
read my
thoughts and interrupt them on purpose so I'll look on the world
like he
does. Jealous, all over. If's anything he can't stand, Val
Hayes
first off said in 1946, is people fucking when he's not involved,
that
is, not only in the same room but the same floor or house or world.
And I discovered he can't stand people
talking or putting forth a
thought
or even thinking in the same world. He
feels that he's
indispensible
to his wife, children, his former wives, me, and the--
that
would be Heaven, or Time, or Whatever.
He's afraid of death, very
cautious,
cagey, careful, suspicious, wary, half near a thing--out of the
corner
of his eye he talks about danger and death all the time..."
The
Cody we are getting to know is now becoming more complex. He also
seems
to be changing, metamorphosing/transforming into something greater
than
the friend, hero, maybe a kind of anti-hero.
The one thing that
doesn't
change, however, is the sense that in his presence, "everything
is all
right," we are repeated thrown this line over and over again.
The
mythology then opens up to Cody and himself as "the noble sons of
great
Homeric warriors" (pg. 303) and then to Cody and the three stooges
vision,
where he writes, (pg. 306)
"I
knew that long ago when the mist was raw Cody saw the Three Stooges,
maybe
he just stood outside a pawnshop, or a hardware store, or in that
perennial
poolhall door but maybe more likely on the pavings of the city
under
tragic rainy telephone poles, and thought of the Three Stooges,
suddenly
realizing--that life is strange and the Three Stooges
exist--that
in 10,000 years--that...all the goofs he felt in him were
justified
in the outside world..."
DC
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Yuri
got up on the morning
Yuri has asked me if i existed
& on the moon had snowed
i have answered all exist
Yuri passed hours
listened to music on the radio
Yuri The Parrot
now
looks at with eyes of lizard
(without tail)
in
the ruined house
(tacit order of demolition
next morning)
---
yrs
Rinaldo.
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Subject: Re: CODY: what murder?
Reply
to message from kh14586@ACS.APPSTATE.EDU of Thu, 10 Jul
>
>On
Thu, 10 Jul 1997, Marie Countryman wrote:
>
>>
>There have been a couple of references so far to something about Bull and
>>
>June and a murder. Can't find the
other references at the moment
>>
>but here again on page 186, we have: "...on into August, and in
between
>>
>June and August everything happened, the murder took place." Is this
>>
>ever explicated?
>>
_____________
>>
murder of demented stalker of lucien carr by same. forget his name. andy
>>
wharhol was right/
>David
Krammerer <sp?> or something like that.
The reason Kerouac and
>Ginsberg,
I think, went to jail (asylum for Ginsy) and Kerouac got out by
>marrying. Chronicled, I'm told, in the unpublished
(soon to be published
>I
thinks I heard somewhere) _And_The_Hippos_Were_Boilded_in_Their_Tanks_.
It weas
the reason kerouac went to jail; Ginsberg's stay in teh asulym had
to do
with Huncke & a few others & stolen property stashed in Allen's
apartment. If I remeber correctly, Edie Parker's family
paid Kerouac's
bail
after he married Edie.
Diane.
--
Life is
weird. Remember to brush your teeth.
--Heidi
A. Emhoff
ek242@cleveland.freenet.edu
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"Excerpts
from V of C" was published in a limited edition of 750 copies
by New
Nirections. For more detailed
information consult Charter's
bibliography
entry A 9 (Revised ed.). When I looked
for a copy in 1971
or 1972
it was missing from Harvard, Columbia, and the University of
Pennsylvania.
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At
08:09 PM 7/13/97 EDT, you wrote:
>"Excerpts
from V of C" was published in a limited edition of 750 copies
>by
New Nirections. For more detailed
information consult Charter's
>bibliography
entry A 9 (Revised ed.). When I looked
for a copy in 1971
>or
1972 it was missing from Harvard, Columbia, and the University of
>Pennsylvania.
>
>
Unfortunately
this seems to be par for the course.
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Hart
Crane (1899-1932)=20
From THE BRIDGE -- Proem: To
Brooklyn Bridge=20
=20
How many dawns, chill from his
rippling rest
The seagull's wings shall dip
and pivot him,
Shedding white rings of
tumult, building high
Over the chained bay waters
Liberty--
Then, with inviolate curve, forsake our eyes
As apparitional as sails that
cross
Some page of figures to be
filed away;
--Till elevators drop us from
our day ...
I think of cinemas, panoramic
sleights
With multitudes bent toward
some flashing scene
Never disclosed, but hastened
to again,
Foretold to other eyes on the
same screen;
And Thee, across the harbor, silver-paced
As though the sun took step of
thee, yet left
Some motion ever unspent in
thy stride, --
Implicitly thy freedom staying
thee!
Out of some subway scuttle,
cell or loft
A bedlamite speeds to thy parapets,
Tilting there momently, shrill
shirt ballooning,
A jest falls from the
speechless caravan.
Down Wall, from girder into
street noon leaks,
A rip-tooth of the sky's
acetylene;
All afternoon the cloud-flown
derricks turn ...
Thy cables, breathe the North
Atlantic still.
And obscure as that heaven of
the Jews,
Thy guerdon ... Accolade thou
dost bestow
Of anonymity time cannot
raise:
Vibrant reprieve and pardon
thou dost show.
O harp and altar, of the fury
fused,
(How could mere toil align thy
choiring strings!)
Terrific threshold of the
prophet's pledge,
Prayer of pariah, and the
lover's cry,--
Again the traffic lights that
skim thy swift
Unfractioned idiom, immaculate
sigh of stars,
Beading thy path--condense eternity:
And we have seen night lifted
in thine arms.
Under thy shadow by the piers
I waited;
Only in darkness is thy shadow
clear.
The City's fiery parcels all
undone,
Already snow submerges an iron
year...
O Sleepless as the river under
thee,
Vaulting the sea, the
prairies' dreaming sod,
Unto us lowliest sometime
sweep, descend
And of the curveship lend a myth to God.
=20
----------------
(NOTE: 1. Wall: Wall Street in Manhattan.)
=20
***
http://www.staff.uiuc.edu/~d-gao/crane1.html
***
A Hart
Crane web page:
http://unr.edu/homepage/brad/hart/crane.html
***
***
And the
story goes on, with the calling to arms of the boy, whose voice
aroused
the recruits' enthusiasm and with his successes in the operas of
the
whole world beginning in Metropolitan opera of N.Y. thanks to
patronage
of the banker coming from Nola (Italy) Mr. Pasquale Simonelli.=20
But beyond the splendid artistic aspects of
his career, the tenor
lived
his intimate drama. In fact, he had first to overcome the american
mafia's
threats, and then was abandoned by the
woman that he loved, who
eloped
with his chauffeur. Moreover, while the audience acclaimed
him and
the impresarios signed blank contracts with him, he noticed the
first
signs of an illness that he would try to hide at any cost, often
covering
his mouth with a handkerchief, pretending to wipe the
perspiration,
and taking it off blood-soaked.=20
The
tenor spent the last period of his life in Sorrento, and Naples.=20
***
http://circle.intecs.it/net/enrico.caruso/it_home.htm
***
Renaldo:
It
seems to me the Italian version of this Caruso site contains more
information
than the | Fran=E7ais | Deutsch | Espa=F1ol | Japanese | PHOT=
OS
|
English | versions. Could you determine if that is true?
Thanks.
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[props
to C. Carter for the original post]
Beat-l,
culled
this from the patti smith list.
>
announcing release of CHRONICLES of DISORDER #3: and the beat generation
>
>
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>
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>
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>
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> PO
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>
>
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>
>
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>
HERBERT HUNCKE INTERVIEW by G.J.Bassett, John Carruthers, D.K.Burke
>
CUT-UP FOR BURROUGHS by Giovanni Malito
>
STEPPING OUTTA JACK KEROUAC ALLEY by Jonathan Hayes
>
DAIMONSWEY by Thomas Christian
>
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>
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>
POSTCARD by Bryan Kieser
>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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The
Sheraton Hotel in Lowell has agreed to offer special rates to
those
attending the 10th Annual Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Festival
and
Beat Literature Conference. To take advantage of this offer call
the
hotel at 508-452-1200 and tell reservations you are attending the
Festival.
This is a local promotion DO NOT CALL the Sheraton Worldwide
800
number, they cannot help you.
I'm
told this is all set, if you have any trouble, let me know.
Mark
Hemenway
Lowell
Celebrates Kerouac!
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June
was killed accidentally by WSB as he tried to shoot an apple?
water
glass? (the details escape me) from her head, a la William Tell.
Seems
like I remember this passage in VOC as referring to that
incident,
but I could be wrong. Incidentally, a version of this
incident
is kind of a motif in the movie version of <<Naked Lunch>>.
Mark
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Good
morning,
I have
checked out Visions of Cody and it is due back at the library
soon. I have carried it with me and felt it many
many times. It has
been in
my shoulder bag every day as i walk to the filling station and
read
the morning paper to get a sensation of locale. I have read a few
words
here and there, typed a few words, and read many of the posts by
folks
who are better readers than i. today i
am getting a book in the
mail
from Diane Carter that i will definitely carry with me for at least
a month
or two. This book is named Ulysses. It
is buy a man named
James. Before i trade in Jack for James i felt i
would spill my guts on
the
impressions this tired Kansan has of the book from carrying it with
me for
a bit.
Once
upon a time there was a man named Jack.
Jack had a peculiar
genetic
makeup. He was born a feeler. Jack could feel more listening
to a
Bobby Thompson home run on the radio than most people feel in an
entire
lifetime.
Jack
noticed early on that other folks didn't feel the way he did. This
caused
him to feel alien sometimes. Jack was
never able to step into
the
picture of life because he felt it so more intensely than the others
in the
picture. So Jack watched and imagined
words for what was
happening. This separated Jack even more from the other
people and from
the
picture of life. He tried harder to
find words for what he saw
because
what he saw was the truth and his belief.
This pulled him
farther
from the picture because most of the people in the picture
didn't feel,
observe or try to describe the picture.
And so as time
went
along a cycle develops that Jack keeps feeling more and more deeply
and
wants to connect from the separation from the non-feelers by
describing
his feelings in words but this just adds to the separation
and he
feels this separation more deeply than any it seems.
One day
he meets a cat named Cody. Jack is not
a cat. Jack is a feeler
who
watches Cat. Cody shows him how to be
in the picture and talk about
it at
the same time. Jack finds the key to
life.
As time
goes on Jack and Cody are not always able to be in the same
picture. Sometimes Jack slips back to the old ways of
feeling outside
the
picture instead of feeling with the picture as Cody has taught him
by
showing him through Cody's way of living so completely alive. When
this
happens Jack thinks of Cody. Remembers
him totally. And the
memory
of Cody saves Jack's life again.
Jack is
grateful to Cody. Many people are
grateful but being a feeler
Jack is
grateful to depths no one appreciates.
Sometimes his actions
betray
his gratitude and this makes Jack feel even more indebted to Cody
because
the memories pull him back into the picture after such
misdeeds.
Jack
sits down and types to the world the story of a person who -- to
Jack --
is more than a person, who is larger than life, who is Jack's
lifeline
into the portrait of the living world.
He types and types and
types. Then he has a book. It is called Visions of Cody. Jack dies.
Visions
of Cody is published and so it is a real book.
Everyone now can
see how
Cody showed Jack to enter the picture of life and feel and live
at the
same time.
By
carrying this tattered library book around for a few weeks, it seems
that
Cody is truly a mythic figure. He is
more than a legend. He is a
healer
and a saviour for those who are caught away from the world and
feel it
so intensely that they can't live it.
That is Cody's gift to
Jack. The book is Jack's gift to Cody. They both are a gift to us all.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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Importance: High
The
Sheraton Hotel in Lowell has agreed to offer special rates to
those
attending the 10th Annual Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Festival
and
Beat Literature Conference. To take advantage of this offer call
the
hotel at 508-452-1200 and tell reservations you are attending the
Festival.
This is a local promotion DO NOT CALL the Sheraton Worldwide
800
number, they cannot help you.
I'm
told this is all set, if you have any trouble, let me know.
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GUIDELINES
The
Whistler House Museum of Art and Lowell
Celebrates Kerouac!,
Inc.
invite photographers of all ages, experience and media to
participate
in an open exhibition of photographic images inspired
by Jack
Kerouac or the Beats. Guidelines follow:
1. The
exhibition is open to all artists in photographic media
(traditional
and non-traditional). Submissions should be of or
inspired
by Jack Kerouac, Beat Personalities or Literature, or
Lowell.
We will try to display all submissions, however, The
Whistler
house Museum of Art and Lowell Celebrates Kerouac!, Inc.
reserve
the right to refuse any submission.
2.
Deadline: All work must be delivered to the Whistler House
Museum
of art no later than September 12, 1997.
3. An
entry fee of $7.00 per work must accompany all submissions.
Checks
should be made out to the Whistler House Museum of Art.
4. The
Exhibition will open at a reception on 2 October 1997 in
conjunction
with the opening of the 10th Annual Lowell Celebrates
Kerouac!
Festival. The exhibition will run until 31 October 1997.
5.
Photographs must be suitable for installation and must not
exceed
48" in any dimension, including frame. All framing must
include
screw eyes and or snap hangars. Glass and clip framing
will
not be accepted. Each artists may submit up to three (3)
works.
6.
Photographs must be hand delivered or shipped prepaid. All work
must be
prepackaged in reusable material for return at the end of
the
exhibition. Work arriving without sufficient return postage
will be
returned collect at the end of the exhibition.
7.
Unless indicated NFS by the artist, all
work will be
considered
for sale at a 35% commission to the Whistler House
Museum.
8. Mail
submissions to: Whistler House Museum
of Art, 243
Worthen
Street, Lowell, MA 01852
9.
Phone 508-452-7641 for additional information on the photo
exhibition.
10.
Provide the following information for all submissions:
a. Artist name address and phone
number.
b. Title of the submission
c. Size of the submission
d. Sale price
11. For
information of the 10th Annual Lowell Celebrates Kerouac!
Festival
write to Lowell Celebrates Kerouac!, Inc., PO Box 1111,
Lowell,
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Lowell
Celebrates Kerouac!, Inc P.O. Box 1111, Lowell, MA 01853
ANNE
WALDMAN TO LEAD ALLEN GINSBERG TRIBUTE AT
LOWELL CELEBRATES
KEROUAC!
FESTIVAL
FOR
IMMEDIATE RELEASE
PRESS CONTACT:
JULY 1,
1997 Mark
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(Lowell,
MA) Ann Waldman, internationally
acclaimed poet,
editor
and educator will be lead a tribute to Allen Ginsberg at
the
10th Annual Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Festival, 2- 5 October
in
Lowell, MA. Ms Waldman has authored over 30 books of poetry and
has
performed in readings around the world. She directed the
Poetry
Project at St Mark's Church in the Bowery for over a decade
and is currently the Director of the Jack
Kerouac School of
Disembodied
Poetics which she co-founded with Allen Ginsberg.
The
theme of the 10th Annual Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Festival
is Jack
Kerouac Celebrates Lowell. We will celebrate and explore
the
real and mythic Lowell, Massachusetts that Kerouac brought to
life in
his writing. Kerouac friend, and poet
Allen Ginsberg died
this
past year and we mourn his loss. This year's festival will
honor
the memory and pay tribute to the art of this great American
writer.
Before
he died at age 46, Jack Kerouac published 24 books
chronicling
the lives and adventures of the post war generation in
America.
The raw energy and beauty of his prose established a new
standard
in American literature. The ideas and way of life that he
wrote
about would set the stage for the "rucksack revolution" of
the
sixties. Jack Kerouac along with Allen Ginsberg, William S.
Burroughs,
Neal Cassady and others, founded the Beat movement in
American
literature and culture, a movement that challenged the
rigid
social structure of postwar America and eventually led to
sweeping
social change.
Jack
Kerouac was born, raised and remained a native of Lowell
throughout
his life. His novels are autobiographical.
5 of his
novels
take place in Lowell, and the city is mentioned in
virtually
every one of his books. His descriptions of Lowell are
remarkable
for their beauty, power and timelessness. Through them,
millions
of readers have come to know Lowell as a universal
hometown.
Each
year, in Kerouac's favorite month of October, enthusiasts
gather
from around the world to celebrate his art and to
commemorate
his life.
Lowell
Celebrates Kerouac!, Inc. is a non-profit corporation
dedicated
to the celebration, enjoyment and study of Jack Kerouac
and his
writings. Whenever possible, events are free, however,
donations
are gratefully accepted for continued support of the
annual
Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Festival.. To make a donation,
or to
find out more about Lowell Celebrates Kerouac!, Inc., write:
P.O.
Box 1111, Lowell, MA 01853.
A
summary of Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Events follows:
Feature
Performance. Legendary performers and poets like Patti
Smith,
Allen Ginsberg, Ed Sanders, Michael McClure, Ray Manzarek,
David
Amram. Gregory Corso and Herbert Huncke have appeared during
the
festival. This year's tribute to Allen Ginsberg and Herbert
Huncke
will feature Ann Waldman.
Memorial
Mass for Jack Kerouac- A memorial mass for Jack and
Stella
Kerouac will be held at the St. Louis Roman Catholic
Church,
the parish in which he spent his earliest years.
Beat
Literature Conference- The University of Massachusetts-Lowell
will
present an academic conference on Jack Kerouac and the Beat
writers
on Friday, October 3rd at the University's South Campus.
Leading
scholars of beat culture and literature will present
papers
and ideas in symposia and panels throughout the day. Ann
Douglas
will deliver the Keynote Presentation. For information
contact
Professor Hilary Holladay, English Department,
UMASS-Lowell,
Lowell, MA 01854.
The
Jack Kerouac Literary Prize. Emerging and established writers
are
invited to submit works of fiction, non-fiction or poetry for
the
Jack Kerouac Literary Prize. The winner will receive a $500
honorarium
and an invitation to present the winning manuscript at
the
October Festival. The Prize is sponsored by Lowell Celebrates
Kerouac!,
Inc, The Estate of Jack and Stella Kerouac, and
Middlesex
Community College. For guidelines, send a SASE to The
Jack
Kerouac Literary Prize, P.O. Box 8788, Lowell, MA 01853.
Photo
Exhibitions. The festival will feature an exhibition of
photographic
works and a gallery talk by
photographer Gordon
Ball,
editor of Allen Ginsberg's journals.
Open
Photography Exhibition . Photographers of all ages,
experience
and media are invited to participate in an open
exhibition
of photographic images inspired by Jack Kerouac or the
Beats.
The exhibition is sponsored by the Whistler House Museum of
Art. For guidelines, send a SASE to Beat Exhibition, 243 Worthen
St, Lowell,
MA 01852. New Books. We will celebrate the
publication
of Some of the Dharma, and the 40th Anniversary
Edition
of On the Road, by Viking Penguin, the
Collected Works of
Herbert
Huncke, and a new history of Kerouac's
roots in Nashua
New
Hampshire during the festival.
Small
Press Book Fair- The small press book fair is an opportunity
to
sample regional small press publications, and pick-up Kerouac
books-
new and rare.
Poetry
at The Rainbow Cafe- Authors read their works in the
Kerouacian
ambience of a neighborhood tavern in "Little Canada."
Everyone
is welcome to read their poetry or prose, but time is
limited,
please reserve a spot ahead of time.
The
Kerouac Commemorative- The Jack Kerouac Commemorative is
located
in downtown Lowell at the intersection of Bridge and
French
Streets, near the former site of his father's print shop.
Selected
Kerouac passages, etched in eight red granite pillars,
stand
as a living monument to his art. The
symmetrical cross and
diamond
pattern of The Commemorative is a
meditation on the
complex
Buddhist and Roman Catholic foundations of much of Jack's
writing.
Walking
Tours- Walking tours of Kerouac sites in Lowell and
Nashua,
NH are conducted throughout the weekend. The tours change
each
year, but almost always include: Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto,
the
Watermelon Man Bridge, the Merrimack River, and many of the
neighborhood
sites Jack wrote about.
Bus
Tours- Bus tours of Lowell and Nashua, NH provide a more
leisurely
tour of sites in these two Kerouac cities. Jack
Kerouac's
mother and father met and the family, including Gerard
are
buried in Nashua.
Open
Microphone at the Coffee Mill- Sunday afternoons are reserved
for an
open microphone reading and performance at the Coffee Mill
in
downtown Lowell. Everyone is welcome to read their work. Sip
expresso
while waiting your turn at the microphone. .
Many
other activities are available during the weekend:
o Exhibits of first edition beat
publications and
memorabilia.
o Jack Kerouac's rucksack and other
personal items are on
display
at the Working People Exhibit, Lowell National Historical
Park.
o Edson Cemetery. Jack Kerouac is buried
in the Edson
Cemetery
just south of Downtown Lowell. The cemetery is open from
sun-up
to sun-down every day.
o Music and conversation- There will be
many opportunities
throughout
the weekend to share your festival experience and
enthusiasm
for Jack Kerouac while enjoying a beer at local taverns
and
nightspots.
For
additional information call the Merrimack Valley Convention
and
Visitor's Bureau at 1-800-443-3332, or Lowell Celebrates
Kerouac!,
Inc 508-458-1721.
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dave:
wonderfully written, thoughtful, and by no means illiterate.
a
fellow 'feeler'
mc
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of Cody
Very,
very cool letter...
Some
people understand jack only on a soul-to-soul, heart-to-heart level.
Others
can't really reconcile what they "feel" for him unless they can put
scholarly
structure to these mystical connections.
What
has really hit home for me in 1997 is the incredibly colorful, complex
tapestry
of jack. The drunk, the saint, the madman, the scholar, the leader,
the
follower. One moment he's espousing spontaneity as if speaking to
disciples
about the path to enlightenment. The next moment he's advancing an
almost
turgid scholarly theory differentiating between talent and
originality,
and listing off authors who possess these qualities.
He has
that "nervous intelligence" that goes from earthly to ethereal. Kids
who are
13 or 14, post-graduate types, drinkers and thinkers, so-called
"intellectuals,"
all read jack, love jack, relate to jack, believe they
understand
jack. I don't question them. I just sit in the corner and read and
make
notes. My head's too full of images and my soul's too hungry for freedom
to
study a dialectic or seek a methodology. Give me illiteracy or give me
dreck...
who said that?
Hey, I
ain't stupid. I just read jack with my heart and soul, not with my
book-learnin.
Who the hell is this Joyce dude anyway, and why does he have a
chick's
name?
hee hee
hee hee heeeee
ddr
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Arthur--
>
This is how it really was, how history is really made before it
> is
"history" in the discord and immediacy of the moment. How do I put it-
>
there is both a demystification of a well-established and documented legend,
>
and a message that our own relatively
anonymous cosmic huddles have the same
>
legendary qualities that we project by popular consensus onto this now-famous
>
group. There's more to this I can't
quite get at, it's late and enough for
>
now.
As
usual you're right on with this -- I think a large part of why and how
the
Beats became what they are is due to this phenomenon of "secret
histories."
I hope you're able to get at -- and post to the list -- more
of this
at a later time.
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Marie
Countryman wrote:
>
>
dave: wonderfully written, thoughtful, and by no means illiterate.
> a
fellow 'feeler'
> mc
I must
say that my comments are illiterate. it
is not an ugly word - it
is an
honest word. i have no background in
what is called "literature"
in any
form. my background is in theories of
argumentation and
symbolism. my brain is sort of working backwards in
this process moving
from
the scholarly and non-scholarly posts which i understand fairly
well
and glancing at parts of the book that correlate with the posts
throwing
that into the soup of my brain and letting it simmer and then
finally
just letting something pop out.
these
illiterate impressions would not have been possible without the
scholarly
posts or without the public library i should add. to me one
of the
most important things in digesting a book is to carry it with me
and
touch it a lot and just let it soak inside.
This in combination
with
y'alls words and a few of Jack's words forms the basis for a
naive
but perhaps insightful impressionistic synthesis of what the
experience
meant to me.
The
synthesis that i found this morning would not have been possible
without
the careful and detail dissection of each tidbit by those
patient
enough to actually sit down and read a story from start to
finish
thoughtfully.
Enjoying
the way you all unscrew my brain - by the way.
your
friendly Scarecrow returning from Oz,
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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At
10:35 AM 7/14/97 -0400, you wrote:
>
>A
summary of Lowell Celebrates Kerouac! Events follows:
>
>
>Memorial
Mass for Jack Kerouac- A memorial mass for Jack and
>Stella
Kerouac will be held at the St. Louis Roman Catholic
>Church,
the parish in which he spent his earliest years.
July 14, 1997,
Bastille Day
Dear
Mark, Phil, Attila, and other Organizers:
Don't you think it would be proper to
have Jan's soul remembered in
this
Mass as well, since her remains were just buried in Nashua?
Best always, Gerry Nicosia
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of Cody
nothing
illiterate here at all... you have
cloven the arrow already at the
center
of the bull's-eye. can anything more be
said?
ciao,
sherri
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Cody
Good
morning,
I have
checked out Visions of Cody and it is due back at the library
soon. I have carried it with me and felt it many
many times. It has
been in
my shoulder bag every day as i walk to the filling station and
read
the morning paper to get a sensation of locale. I have read a few
words
here and there, typed a few words, and read many of the posts by
folks
who are better readers than i. today i
am getting a book in the
mail
from Diane Carter that i will definitely carry with me for at least
a month
or two. This book is named Ulysses. It
is buy a man named
James. Before i trade in Jack for James i felt i
would spill my guts on
the
impressions this tired Kansan has of the book from carrying it with
me for
a bit.
Once
upon a time there was a man named Jack.
Jack had a peculiar
genetic
makeup. He was born a feeler. Jack could feel more listening
to a
Bobby Thompson home run on the radio than most people feel in an
entire
lifetime.
Jack
noticed early on that other folks didn't feel the way he did. This
caused
him to feel alien sometimes. Jack was
never able to step into
the
picture of life because he felt it so more intensely than the others
in the
picture. So Jack watched and imagined
words for what was
happening. This separated Jack even more from the other
people and from
the
picture of life. He tried harder to
find words for what he saw
because
what he saw was the truth and his belief.
This pulled him
farther
from the picture because most of the people in the picture
didn't
feel, observe or try to describe the picture.
And so as time
went
along a cycle develops that Jack keeps feeling more and more deeply
and
wants to connect from the separation from the non-feelers by
describing
his feelings in words but this just adds to the separation
and he
feels this separation more deeply than any it seems.
One day
he meets a cat named Cody. Jack is not
a cat. Jack is a feeler
who
watches Cat. Cody shows him how to be
in the picture and talk about
it at
the same time. Jack finds the key to
life.
As time
goes on Jack and Cody are not always able to be in the same
picture. Sometimes Jack slips back to the old ways of
feeling outside
the
picture instead of feeling with the picture as Cody has taught him
by
showing him through Cody's way of living so completely alive. When
this
happens Jack thinks of Cody. Remembers
him totally. And the
memory
of Cody saves Jack's life again.
Jack is
grateful to Cody. Many people are
grateful but being a feeler
Jack is
grateful to depths no one appreciates.
Sometimes his actions
betray
his gratitude and this makes Jack feel even more indebted to Cody
because
the memories pull him back into the picture after such
misdeeds.
Jack
sits down and types to the world the story of a person who -- to
Jack --
is more than a person, who is larger than life, who is Jack's
lifeline
into the portrait of the living world.
He types and types and
types. Then he has a book. It is called Visions of Cody. Jack dies.
Visions
of Cody is published and so it is a real book.
Everyone now can
see how
Cody showed Jack to enter the picture of life and feel and live
at the
same time.
By
carrying this tattered library book around for a few weeks, it seems
that
Cody is truly a mythic figure. He is
more than a legend. He is a
healer
and a saviour for those who are caught away from the world and
feel it
so intensely that they can't live it.
That is Cody's gift to
Jack. The book is Jack's gift to Cody. They both are a gift to us all.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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everything..."
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went
book shopping in LA this weekend.
Aldine
Books
4663
Hollywood Boulevard
(1/2
block east of Vermont Ave.)
Los
Angeles, CA 90027
(213)
666-2690
Picked
up "first third" by Neal Cassidy for $8 (was marked at $10).
Walked
in and asked for Kerouac and the Beats.
Don't know if they have
much of
a selection, but the folx behind the counter very helpful.
Asked
me to call or drop by if I needed to track down something else.
was
shopping next door at Wacko! this great
tidbit freak store. lots
of art,
sex, tattoo, insence, nick-nac stuff.
So if you're up in Los
Angeles,
make sure and stop buy. good
neighborhood for sex clubs, used
book,
record & clothing stores. and
automotive supply stores.
and I
don't have time to read these days.
don't know why I'm buying all
these
books. Here's a snippet of what I'm
missing:
To have
seen a specter isn't everything
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
by Neal
Cassidy
To have seen a specter isn't
everything, and there are deathmasks
piled,
one atop the other, clear to heaven. Commoner still are the wan
visages
of those returning from the shadow of the valley. This means
little
to those who have not lifted the veil.
=-=-=-=
I think
he's talking about Los Angels.
<<Douglas
"the
map is not the territory" babu@electriciti.com
(Alfred Korzybski) www.electriciti.com/babu/
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Charles
writes:
>>
Wow! That's incredible. Is that a collage? Do you have a print of it?
yep, a
collage. plexi and bunch of things lit
upon by scanner. No
prints
currently available. Seen from this
side of photoshop (a graphic
manipulation
program). Personally, I like the
circles, the quality of
light,
and the different perspectives/interpretations possible. Glad
you
like it <<that was the point--
><<Actually,
I must confess I stole that line from som old book from France I
>believe
that were case studies of insane kids. That line stuck in my mind for
>years
and I had no way of knowing its documentation, so I did a Dutch
>Schultz/Burroughs
borrowing. The credit goes to some poor kid in a maison de
sante
many years ago. Let us bless him or her.>>
<<blessings>>
>
>>
Charles Plymell
Douglas
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Rinaldo,
Miget
cars are much like Go-Carts. They are
slightly larger and have
sturdy
steel-tube frame and a fiberglass body.
The engines are somewhat
powerfull
for these little cars (I'd the cars are about the size of a
twin
bed?). They are raced on fairly small,
circular dirt tracks. They
are
still raced today. I'll try to find a
bit more information on the
American
NASCAR site for you if you'd like.
Chris
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> To
have seen a specter isn't everything
>
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
> by
Neal Cassidy
>
> To have seen a specter isn't
everything, and there are deathmasks
>
piled, one atop the other, clear to heaven. Commoner still are the wan
>
visages of those returning from the shadow of the valley. This means
>
little to those who have not lifted the veil.
>
>
=-=-=-=
> I
think he's talking about Los Angels.
<<Douglas
>
i think
he's talking about walking on water across the river styx after
laughing
at the hounds from hell.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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Patricia
Elliott wrote:
>
>
Hemenway . Mark wrote:
>
>
>
> June was killed accidentally by WSB as he tried to shoot an apple?
>
> water glass? (the details escape me) from her head, a la William Tell.
>
> Seems like I remember this passage in VOC as referring to that
>
> incident, but I could be wrong. Incidentally, a version of this
>
> incident is kind of a motif in the movie version of <<Naked
Lunch>>.
>
>
>
> Mark Hemenway
>
> it was a drink. wsb.s preface to Queer is an extraordinary account of
>
this. It is some of the strongest and best
prose that i have ever read
> .
worth reading, the preface is less than 40 pages long.
>
patricia
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you
perceptions and communications are elegant
thank
you for being on the list
patricia
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David's
"Two roads diverged" version of Frost's poem reminds me
of the
legend of the Burinam ass: the ass was staked on a chain
leash
midway between two stacks of hay which were exactly the same
size
and quality; the ass starved to death because there was nothing
to lead
it to choose one of the equidistant stacks of hay rather
than
the other.
The
legend was popular during the 18th century (which, I swear, was
before
my time) as a critique of the limits of rationality.
A beat
but not beaten ass.
Cordially,
Mike
Skau
7/14/97
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Actually,
City Lights repeatedly turned down Kerouac's work and other beat
works.
Ferlinghetti
refused
to publish Kerouac's "Mexico City Blues", even when Ginsberg
offered
to pay for the printing costs himself out of his royalties from
"Howl" I think CL also turned down Gregory Corso's
"Bomb" and a lot of
other
great beat works. CL has gotten a lot
of mileage out of being
Allen
Ginsberg's publisher but when it comes down to it, they were a
business
like any other and only wanted to print what would sell.
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I find
this very interesting, as now City Lights publishes all or almost of
Kerouac's
works now, as well as Corso's and other Beats'; and has a Beat
section
all its own on the second floor along with what appears to be
primarily
Beat poetry.
i had
always thought that Ferlinghetti had run City Lights just because of the
lack of
publishers who would touch Beat works...
ah well, legends so often
eclipse
harsh reality, particularly when it comes to fame & fortune.
thanks
for the insight.
ciao,
sherri
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Actually,
City Lights repeatedly turned down Kerouac's work and other beat
works.
Ferlinghetti
refused
to publish Kerouac's "Mexico City Blues", even when Ginsberg
offered
to pay for the printing costs himself out of his royalties from
"Howl" I think CL also turned down Gregory Corso's
"Bomb" and a lot of
other
great beat works. CL has gotten a lot
of mileage out of being
Allen
Ginsberg's publisher but when it comes down to it, they were a
business
like any other and only wanted to print what would sell.
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Alice (song) by Francesco De Gregori
Alice
guarda i gatti Alice looks at
the cats
e i
gatti guardano il sole and the cats
look at the sun
mentre
il mondo sta while the world
[girando senza fretta [be turning without hurry
Irene
e' li' al quarto piano Irene lives on
the fourth floor
lei e'
li' tranquilla e she is there
calm
[si guarda allo specchio [and looks at oneself in the mirror
e si
accende and again she
catches fire
[un'altra sigaretta [a cigarette
e Lili'
Marlene and more
beautiful
[bella piu' che mai [Lili Marlene that never
lei
sorride she
smiles you
[non ti dice la sua eta' [she doesn't tell his age
ma
tutto questo but all
this
[Alice non lo sa [Alice doesn't know it
E io
non ci sto' And I
am against it
[piu' grido' lo sposo [the bridegroom shouted
e poi
tutti pensarono and then all
thought
[dietro i cappelli [behind the hats
lo
sposo e' impazzito the
bridegroom goes crazy
[oppure ha bevuto [or he is drunk
ma la
sposa aspetta but the bride
is pregnant
[un
figlio
e lui
lo sa and he
knows it
non e'
cosi' che se ne andra' it is not as
that if he will go away
Alice
guarda i gatti Alice looks at
the cats
e i
gatti muoiono nel sole and the cats
die in the sun
mentre
il sole while the sun
gradually draws near
[a poco a poco si avvicina
E Cesare
perduto And
Cesare lost in the rain
[nella pioggia
sta
aspettando da sei ore he is
waiting for 6 hours
[il suo amore ballerina [his love ballerina
e lui
rimane li' and he
stays there
[a bagnarsi ancora un po' [to get wet a few still
e il
tram di mezzanotte and the
midnight bus goes away
[se ne va
ma
tutto questo but all
this
[Alice non lo sa [Alice doesn't know it
E io
non credo piu' And I believe
[i pazzi siete voi [the crazy persons are you
e poi
tutti pensarono and then all
thought
[dietro i cappelli [behind the hats
lo
sposo e' impazzito the
bridegroom goes crazy
[oppure ha bevuto [or he is drunk
ma la
sposa aspetta but the bride
is pregnant
[un
figlio
e lui
lo sa and he
knows it
non e'
cosi' che se ne andra' it is not as
that if he will go away
Alice
guarda i gatti Alice looks at
the cats
e i
gatti girano nel sole and the cats
walk under the sun
mentre
il sole fa while
the sun makes love to the moon
[l'amore con la luna
e il
mendicante arabo and the Arabic beggar
non ti
chiede mai pane doesn't ask you
but
[mai pane o carita' [bread or charity
e
ancora un posto
and still a place
[per dormire non ce l'ha [for sleep he doesn't have
ma
tutto questo but all
this
[Alice non lo sa [Alice doesn't know it
E io
non voglio and I don't
want
[piu' grido' lo sposo [the bridegroom shouted
e poi
tutti pensarono and then all
thought
[dietro i cappelli [behind the hats
lo
sposo e' impazzito the
bridegroom has maddened
[oppure ha bevuto [or he has drunk
ma la
sposa aspetta but the bride
is pregnant
[un
figlio
e lui
lo sa and he
knows it
non e'
cosi' che se ne andra' it is not as
that if he will go away
---
yrs
Rinaldo. *countercultural italian song from the
late 70s*
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Sherri
wrote:
> I
find this very interesting, as now City Lights publishes all or
>
almost of
>
Kerouac's works now, as well as Corso's and other Beats'; and has a
>
Beat
>
section all its own on the second floor along with what appears to be
>
primarily Beat poetry.
>
> i
had always thought that Ferlinghetti had run City Lights just
>
because of the
>
lack of publishers who would touch Beat works... ah well, legends so
>
often
>
eclipse harsh reality, particularly when it comes to fame & fortune.
>
>
thanks for the insight.
>
>
ciao,
>
sherri
>
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>
Sent: Monday, July 14, 1997 1:36 PM
>
To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU
>
Subject: City Lights
>
>
Actually, City Lights repeatedly turned down Kerouac's work and other
>
beat
>
works.
>
> Ferlinghetti
>
refused to publish Kerouac's "Mexico City Blues", even when Ginsberg
>
offered to pay for the printing costs himself out of his royalties
>
from
>
"Howl" I think CL also turned
down Gregory Corso's "Bomb" and a lot
> of
>
other great beat works. CL has gotten a
lot of mileage out of being
>
Allen Ginsberg's publisher but when it comes down to it, they were a
>
business like any other and only wanted to print what would sell.
This is
an interesting thread. While at
Bancroft library, I was able to
view
original letters from Kerouac to Ferlinghetti.
There were two
themes. One was related to the trip to Big Sur and
described some of
the
incidents protrayed in Big Sur. The
other was a discussion of Book
of
Dreams and the cover, liner notes Jack was writing for ( I think) a
Corso
book and the fact that Ferlinghetti would NOT publish Mexico City
Blues
because he DID NOT consider Jack a poet.
Interesting. There is
much to
be learned from studying the letters and notebooks of a writer
like
JK.
Peace,
--
Peace,
Bentz
bocelts@scsn.net
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>
Marie Countryman wrote:
>
>
>
> dave: wonderfully written, thoughtful, and by no means illiterate.
>
> a fellow 'feeler'
>
> mc
>
>
RACE --- wrote:
> I
must say that my comments are illiterate.
it is not an ugly word -
> it
> is
an honest word. i have no background in
what is called "literature"
> in
any form. my background is in theories
of argumentation and
>
symbolism. my brain is sort of working
backwards in this process
>
moving
>
from the scholarly and non-scholarly posts which i understand fairly
>
well and glancing at parts of the book that correlate with the posts
>
throwing that into the soup of my brain and letting it simmer and then
>
finally just letting something pop out.
David,
Your
post was wonderful! Heartfelt,
instinctual, and aimed directly at
the
truth of the matter. Nothing illiterate
about it. A background in
literature
may make one more more literary but not more literate. There
is
always a need for a more direct, poignant presentation to balance
people
like me who can be overly analytical.
DC
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David,
Absolutely
loved your synopsis of VOC. Am trying
to find the words to
describe
why I still find this a frustrating-- and in many ways
unsatisfactory--
book.
J.
Stauffer
RACE
--- wrote:
>
>
Good morning,
>
> I
have checked out Visions of Cody and it is due back at the library
>
soon. I have carried it with me and
felt it many many times. It has
>
been in my shoulder bag every day as i walk to the filling station and
>
read the morning paper to get a sensation of locale. I have read a few
>
words here and there, typed a few words, and read many of the posts by
>
folks who are better readers than i.
today i am getting a book in the
> mail
from Diane Carter that i will definitely carry with me for at least
> a
month or two. This book is named Ulysses.
It is buy a man named
>
James. Before i trade in Jack for James
i felt i would spill my guts on
>
the impressions this tired Kansan has of the book from carrying it with
> me
for a bit.
>
>
Once upon a time there was a man named Jack.
Jack had a peculiar
>
genetic makeup. He was born a
feeler. Jack could feel more listening
> to
a Bobby Thompson home run on the radio than most people feel in an
>
entire lifetime.
>
. . .
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From: Pamela Beach Plymell
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Comments:
To: BOHEMIAN@maelstrom.stjohns.edu, mike@infinet.com
In a
message dated 97-07-14 02:45:54 EDT, you write:
<< Foretold to other eyes on the same screen;
>>
There's
a good best western now in the fish mkt district. We stayed there
last
easter when we met up with s.clay. it's right at the entrance to the
bridge.
I recited that poem there where Crane used to take his sailors.
Actually
the heart with a heart through it and Crane's name was painted on
the
bridge. Not "carved" (how stupid of me) . And it must have been his
mother's
ashes; since he walked off the back of a ship. My old Prof. Walpole
in 50's
in Kansas joked saying it was because he learned he was hetro. But
Katheran
Ann Porter told me that when she lived with Crane in Mexico, he was
always
trying to jump off buildings. They were low haciendias, so she wd say
"oh
come on down, Hart, you will only hurt yourself.
Charles
Plymell
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As for
me--never trust someone who isn't something of a "dandy".
Fashion
is art too. Presentation and style just
as important in real
time as
in poetry. Jack in his signature plaid
shirts, Neal in his well
chosen
outfits (be they his first suit or jeans and t-shirt), Ginsberg
in his
self-conciously anti-fashion seedy professor look which follows
his
demented guru look . . .Plymell, the zoot suited hipster . . .
James
Stauffer
>
>
<<
> Were you ever much of a "dandy"
Charley? Ever take any interests in
>
fashion? >>
>
>
Shit. Haven't you seen the photos of me "going to Kansas City in my zoot
>
suit? Look at: www.buchenroth.com/cplymell.html and find the photos of me in
>
the 50s.
> CP
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This
part is really great! Beginning on pg.
306 with J quoting T.S.
Eliot
"Obviously, an image which is immediately and unintentionally
ridiculous
is merely a fancy," then writing
of the image of Cody taking
a piece
of cowdung from the stockyard tracks and laying it out to dry,
surrounded
by buzzing flies, leading to this description of paranoia (pg.
307)
[of course, by the time you get to this part of the book, you may
actually
be lost in paranoia.]
"...paranoia
preceding reality, reality flurting with paranoia, paranoia
blooming
in fresh aridities, flowering in the vale, paranoia's not a cow
palace,
paranoia's a possibility remotely to be wished or avoided, let it
go,
till it proves it was right all the time when you die, allowing his
mind to
make its own fertilizer estimations, or rather estimations by
mental
ratio, the sheer-nerve secret in the hole of the brain, the place,
for him
to decide what it is happening in the warm world that can also be
cold
outside his eyeballs, that will send back to him, by impulses of
electric
mystery, the vision, or the insanity, or the actual impulse that
everything
is happening exactly as you see it, and that this is a heinus
happenstance
there, it bodes no good, the mind doing this, then letting
the
soul rebound softly and say 'No, no, everything is really alright,
that
was paranoia, that was just a vision.'
Cody allowed himself the
conviction
that in the darkness old men lay in wait, which was proved
later
when he himself lay in the darkness of the syraw, the paranoia, the
vision,
having been just an expression of the truth of things, not the
silly-ass
moment of things! of things! 'Eliot's
put the ball up in the
air and
it's good." Eliot plays forward
for Santa Clara, it's radio
basketball."
Then
it's all brought to this conclusion:
still
pg. 307
"he
rolled his hoop past his thought. But
there was nothing ridiculous,
there
were no images immediately and sensationally ridiculous; it was
just a
matter of believing in his own soul; it's just a matter of loving
your
own life, loving the story of your own life, loving the dreams as
you
sleep as parts of your life, as little children do and Cody did,
loving
the soul of man (which I have seen in the smoke), lilting in your
own
breaks to make them good or bad according to the geography of the
day..."
DC
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At 8:40
AM -0700 7/14/97, Diane De Rooy wrote:
>
Hey, I ain't stupid. I just read jack with my heart and soul, not with my
>
book-learnin. Who the hell is this Joyce dude anyway, and why does he have a
>
chick's name?
>
>
hee hee hee hee heeeee
Ulysses
by James Joyce
start
of chapter 3, pg37
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Ineluctable
modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought
through
my eyes. Signatures of all things I am
here to read, seaspawn and
seawrack,
the nearing tide, that rusty boot.
Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust:
coloured
signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he
was
aware of them bodies before of them coloured.
How? By knocking his
sconce
against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire,
<<maestro
di color che sanno>>. Limit of
the diaphane in. Why in?
Diaphane,
adiaphane. If you can put your five
fingers through it, it is a
gate,
if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.
=-=-=-=-=-=
ugu ug
ug I think he's refering to Aldus Huxley?
what's
the italian?
can any
of u type on t??
god,
have a hard time reading
personally,
douglas
:=x <<running
>
>
ddr
http://www.electriciti.com/babu/ let the man come thru
stand
up, and let the man come thru
let the man come thru
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James
Stauffer wrote:
>
>
David,
>
>
Absolutely loved your synopsis of VOC.
Am trying to find the words to
>
describe why I still find this a frustrating-- and in many ways
>
unsatisfactory-- book.
>
> J.
Stauffer
>
>
RACE --- wrote:
>
>
>
> Good morning,
>
>
>
> I have checked out Visions of Cody and it is due back at the library
>
> soon. I have carried it with me
and felt it many many times. It has
>
> been in my shoulder bag every day as i walk to the filling station and
>
> read the morning paper to get a sensation of locale. I have read a few
>
> words here and there, typed a few words, and read many of the posts by
>
> folks who are better readers than i.
today i am getting a book in the
>
> mail from Diane Carter that i will definitely carry with me for at least
>
> a month or two. This book is named Ulysses. It is buy a man named
>
> James. Before i trade in Jack for
James i felt i would spill my guts on
>
> the impressions this tired Kansan has of the book from carrying it with
>
> me for a bit.
>
>
>
> Once upon a time there was a man named Jack. Jack had a peculiar
>
> genetic makeup. He was born a
feeler. Jack could feel more listening
>
> to a Bobby Thompson home run on the radio than most people feel in an
>
> entire lifetime.
>
>
> . . .
James:
Don't
get scared here, but I agree. When I
read VoC years ago, I wore
it out. Many creases etc in the spine. I studied it. I read slow like
that
and try to get the picture. Here, I do
not quite get it. I
appreciate
that Cody rose above a dismal life in Denver selling fly
swatters. He read philosophy in the library. I suppose Jack was
impressed
with Neal's mind and self education.
But is that a true
picture?
I get
the feeling Jack is an impressionist painter here, just not up to
par
with some other things he has done.
What is he going for here?
Where
and why is he choosing this course.
I am
hopelessly bogged down in Part II.
Next,
how about some Proust?
I think
it is like You Can't Go Home Again and The Web and the Rock,
unfinished
works that leave one wanting the greatness that is partially
revealed
full flung.
So, I
am not sure I will finish Cody this second time. But I tried.
--
Bentz
bocelts@scsn.net
http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw
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From: Pamela Beach Plymell
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Subject: Re: An Illiterate Impression of Visions
of Cody
Comments:
cc: BOHEMIAN@maelstrom.stjohns.edu
In a
message dated 97-07-14 10:47:41 EDT, you write:
<< That is Cody's gift to
Jack.
The book is Jack's gift to Cody.
They both are a gift to us all. >>
When I
was a boy in Ulysses, Kansas, I used to go out on the prairie and take
a shit.
The flys buzzed around when I used to shit out on the prairie.So I
went to
the city and met Barbitol Bob in jail. The jailer was nice ,so we
sent
him for nose drops that we drank. After
we got out, Bob handed me Ez's
collected
poems. Hmm this is weird, I thought, but we two lounge lizards read
it to
our boy friends. Bob was a bellhop, and said we should go to the U. to
educate
our minds. Hmm, I thought. Why not. I Never finished high school and
he only
went to the reform school, Then our crazy English prof made us read
Ulysses. I always got it confused with portrait of an
artist as a young dog.
Bob was
illiterate, so he took only art courses and made good grades. The
fraternity
called him and he said they have all kinds of funny rules and
shit,
so he didn't join. An art prof who read Life/Time and the New Yorker,
gave me
a copy of Howl. Hmm, I said this guy fucks more than Danny, but Danny
has a
50 Buick Roadmaster convertible and wants to go to Hollywood. A hundred
years
laters, Bob calls me and says, If you go to the Doors movie, you'll see
me and
my son hawking our paintings on Venice Beach. Wow, I said, but missed
the
first part. Makes me wonder where I would be without an educashun.
Charles
Plymell
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Pamela
Beach Plymell wrote:
>
> In
a message dated 97-07-14 10:47:41 EDT, you write:
>
>
<< That is Cody's gift to
> Jack.
The book is Jack's gift to Cody.
They both are a gift to us all. >>
>
>
When I was a boy in Ulysses, Kansas, I used to go out on the prairie and take
> a
shit. The flys buzzed around when I used to shit out on the prairie.So I
>
went to the city and met Barbitol Bob in jail. The jailer was nice ,so we
>
sent him for nose drops that we drank.
After we got out, Bob handed me Ez's
>
collected poems. Hmm this is weird, I thought, but we two lounge lizards read
> it
to our boy friends. Bob was a bellhop, and said we should go to the U. to
>
educate our minds. Hmm, I thought. Why not. I Never finished high school and
> he
only went to the reform school, Then our crazy English prof made us read
>
Ulysses. I always got it confused with
portrait of an artist as a young dog.
>
Bob was illiterate, so he took only art courses and made good grades. The
>
fraternity called him and he said they have all kinds of funny rules and
>
shit, so he didn't join. An art prof who read Life/Time and the New Yorker,
>
gave me a copy of Howl. Hmm, I said this guy fucks more than Danny, but Danny
>
has a 50 Buick Roadmaster convertible and wants to go to Hollywood. A hundred
>
years laters, Bob calls me and says, If you go to the Doors movie, you'll see
> me
and my son hawking our paintings on Venice Beach. Wow, I said, but missed
>
the first part. Makes me wonder where I would be without an educashun.
>
Charles Plymell
now
that for those of you who don't know the dialect is what a TRUE
Kansan
sounds like.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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Subject: Re: City Lights
Comments:
To: love_singing@msn.com
In a
message dated 97-07-14 18:14:57 EDT, you write:
<<
Actually, City Lights repeatedly turned down Kerouac's work and other
beat
works. >>
I knew
about that though Allen's grumbling, though Allen was always patient.
He took
me to F's house to see him. I wonder if that helped F decision to
publish
my prose book and I think it was Apoc. Rose in CLJournal. I thought L
turned
down Naked Lunch. I don't think he inderstood Burroughs. Publisher's
tastes.
C.
Plymell
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>
From: "R. Bentz
Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>
>
Organization: Law Office of R. Bentz
Kirby
>
Subject: Re: An Illiterate
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>
To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU
>
James Stauffer wrote:
>
>
>
> David,
>
>
>
> Absolutely loved your synopsis of VOC.
Am trying to find the words to
>
> describe why I still find this a frustrating-- and in many ways
>
> unsatisfactory-- book.
>
>
>
> J. Stauffer
>
>
>
> RACE --- wrote:
>
> >
>
> > Good morning,
>
> >
>
> > I have checked out Visions of Cody and it is due back at the library
>
> > soon. I have carried it with
me and felt it many many times. It has
>
> > been in my shoulder bag every day as i walk to the filling station
and
>
> > read the morning paper to get a sensation of locale. I have read a few
>
> > words here and there, typed a few words, and read many of the posts
by
>
> > folks who are better readers than i.
today i am getting a book in the
>
> > mail from Diane Carter that i will definitely carry with me for at
least
>
> > a month or two. This book is named Ulysses. It is buy a man named
>
> > James. Before i trade in Jack
for James i felt i would spill my guts on
>
> > the impressions this tired Kansan has of the book from carrying it
with
>
> > me for a bit.
>
> >
>
> > Once upon a time there was a man named Jack. Jack had a peculiar
>
> > genetic makeup. He was born a
feeler. Jack could feel more listening
>
> > to a Bobby Thompson home run on the radio than most people feel in an
>
> > entire lifetime.
>
> >
>
> . . .
>
>
James:
>
>
Don't get scared here, but I agree.
When I read VoC years ago, I wore
> it
out. Many creases etc in the
spine. I studied it. I read slow like
>
that and try to get the picture. Here,
I do not quite get it. I
>
appreciate that Cody rose above a dismal life in Denver selling fly
>
swatters. He read philosophy in the
library. I suppose Jack was
>
impressed with Neal's mind and self education.
But is that a true
>
picture?
>
> I
get the feeling Jack is an impressionist painter here, just not up to
>
par with some other things he has done.
What is he going for here?
>
Where and why is he choosing this course.
>
>
> I
am hopelessly bogged down in Part II.
>
>
Next, how about some Proust?
>
> I
think it is like You Can't Go Home Again and The Web and the Rock,
>
unfinished works that leave one wanting the greatness that is partially
>
revealed full flung.
>
>
So, I am not sure I will finish Cody this second time. But I tried.
> --
>
Bentz
>
bocelts@scsn.net
>
>
http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw
>
>
with a
book as non-linear as VofC i personally think you should just
randomly
read it a little each day (like how cody read his proust) or
as much
as possible in one sitting, but don't stop in the middle of
one of
those paragraphs or you will lose the "feeL" that way you will
eventually
read it all. cya~randy
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From: Pamela Beach Plymell
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Subject: Re: An Illiterate Impression of Visions
of Cody
In a
message dated 97-07-15 01:00:18 EDT, you write:
<<
<< That is Cody's gift to
Jack.
The book is Jack's gift to Cody.
They both are a gift to us all. >>
When I was a boy in Ulysses, Kansas, I used
to go out on the prairie and
take
a shit. The flys buzzed around when I used to
shit out on the prairie.So I
went to the city and met Barbitol Bob in
jail. The jailer was nice ,so we
sent him for nose drops that we drank. After we got out, Bob handed
me Ez's
collected poems. Hmm this is weird, I
thought, but we two lounge lizards
read
it to our boy friends. Bob was a bellhop, and
said we should go to the U. to
educate our minds. Hmm, I thought. Why not. I
Never finished high school and
he only went to the reform school, Then our
crazy English prof made us read
Ulysses.
I always got it confused with portrait of an artist as a young
dog.
Bob was illiterate, so he took only art
courses and made good grades. The
fraternity called him and he said they have
all kinds of funny rules and
shit, so he didn't join. An art prof who read
Life/Time and the New Yorker,
gave me a copy of Howl. Hmm, I said this guy
fucks more than Danny, but
Danny
has a 50 Buick Roadmaster convertible and
wants to go to Hollywood. A
hundred
years laters, Bob calls me and says, If you
go to the Doors movie, you'll
see
me and my son hawking our paintings on Venice
Beach. Wow, I said, but missed
the first part. Makes me wonder where I would
be without an educashun.
Charles Plymell
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Subject: Re: Literary Dandies
In a
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<<
, Neal in his well
chosen outfits (be they his first suit or
jeans and t-shirt), Ginsberg
in his self-conciously anti-fashion seedy
professor look which follows
his demented guru look . . .Plymell, the zoot
suited hipster . . .
James Stauffer >>
O yeah.
Neal's signature was out of the 40's with penny loafers, levis and
white-t-shirt
with sports jacket if needed. Brando-esq. The prof Ginsberg
dress
was later. He did the white Indian signature when he discovered the
Haight
. Up here at the committe farm it was strictly
farmer's overalls. He
wore
them to England during that period where Pelieu tells of them all going
for
dinner. Burroughs said to Pelieu ... walk on this side of the street
(with
Pam's mother) so no one will think we're with THEM ..G and Peter in
farmer's
overalls. Sometimes the occasion doesn't work. I forget what Allen &
Peter
were weraing when I took themto Candy Darling's place in the Tenderloin
when
Allen first arrived from India.. Probly modified hippie and guru wear.
Anyway,
Candy didn't want ANYTHING to do with those weirdos! She of course
was in
S.F. high drag.
C.
Plymell
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Subject: Re: Pain's Monkey
In a
message dated 97-07-15 01:24:53 EDT, you write:
I
dreamt of dogs impinged on street sign
too many animals on highway
terrified eyes of cattle through the racks
of tractor trailors on way to Chicago
cp
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Date: Mon, 14 Jul 1997 23:37:46 -0700
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At
10:52 PM -0700 7/14/97, Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:
>
Sometimes the occasion doesn't work.
> I
forget what Allen &
>
Peter were weraing when I took themto Candy Darling's place in the Tenderloin
>
when Allen first arrived from India.. Probly modified hippie and guru wear.
>
Anyway, Candy didn't want ANYTHING to do with those weirdos! She of course
>
was in S.F. high drag.
Candy
Darling, Andy Warhol's old flame? andy,
the beat?=
Jim
Carroll tells a story, in basketball diaries, I believe: about how
Warhol
used to call him up on the telephone.
It'd be like 7:30 in the
morning. Andy would ask lots of questions and try to
prolong the
conversation
as long as possible. Eventually,
Carroll realized that Andy
was
tape recording the conversations and playing them back later. looking
for
good source material for his art.
trying to keep a pulse on the
street. and Andy would be upset if drugs had not
been taken, if answers
paused
at no or yes. Andy wanted action. spontaneous autonomical prose,
caught
off-guard. beauty is repulsive and must
therefore be caught
sleeping. and surprise! This was the path, Andy was after. So armed with
a
polaroid camera, Andy Warhol put together these words from "America"
(1985)[[his
OTR--
<<So the young kids just moving
to New York to find their fortune
are
instead finding that they have to live in these incredible
neighborhoods
which look reallly dangerous because they don't have the
money
to pay the rent and live in a really good part of town. But when
they
look closely they find that the places they usually move to are filled
with
other kids just like them and maybe it's not so bad. [[p140-144
For his
polaroid portraits, he'd take about 100 shots.
Just staring at
you,
talking with you, snapping the occasional portrait. Then later, he'd
work
down to the _one_ essential photograph.
a signal of deeper water. 4
color
serigraphy/lithograph (or something -graph like that).
I
wonder what if Andy Warhol had been there with Neal instead?
> C.
Plymell
Douglas [[note: I have yet to crack the book
http://www.electriciti.com/babu/ let the man come thru
stand
up, and let the man come thru
let the man come thru
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Date: Tue, 15 Jul 1997 14:02:59 +0200
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douglas
& beati interested:
<<maestro
di color che sanno>>=Master of Sage
its'
referred to a person who is the best in the knowledge
btw im'
not sure but i think joyce parafrased a verse
by
Dante Alighieri "Divina Commedia", the work joyce liked alot,
perhaps
a tribute to San Tommaso D'Aquino the Great
Theological
Medieval Master,
---
yrs
Rinaldo.
*
Kerouac gave to Neal Cassady the first "On The Road" copy printed
but
Neal Cassady didn't demonstrate any interest to the book *
again
ciao.
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thank
you sherri and douglas for the comparisons to joyce, and especially
this
post, which has never left my mind even though i must confess to
skipping
a few hundred pages between beginning and molly's soliloquies.
mc
Ineluctable
modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought
through
my eyes. Signatures of all things I am
here to read, seaspawn and
seawrack,
the nearing tide, that rusty boot.
Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust:
coloured
signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he
was
aware of them bodies before of them coloured.
How? By knocking his
sconce
against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire,
<<maestro
di color che sanno>>. Limit of
the diaphane in. Why in?
Diaphane,
adiaphane. If you can put your five
fingers through it, it is a
gate,
if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.
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Date: Tue, 15 Jul 1997 09:57:26 -0400
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From: Jeffrey Weinberg
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Subject: Re: City Lights/Beat-L Tshirt
A few
other interesting points re: Kerouac and City Lights that I discovered
in my
research:
1. City
Lights signed a contract with JK to publish his Old Angel Midnight
but as
we know that never happened.
2. City
Lights only published 1/2 the manuscript of Book of Dreams -
Regarding
the infamous Beat-L T-shirt by S. Clay Wilson -
All
shirts that have been ordered have been shipped; the last ones went out
this
morning so please give it a week or so to reach you. (Charlie: your
shirts
are on the way) -
As some
of you know already, I have decided to give the shirts away free on
behalf
of
the
Beat List and Water Row Books. If you sent us a check, you received a
refund.
If you ordered by credit card, no charge will be put on your account.
We
still have a few more shirts left in L-XL-XXL sizes.
If
you'd like a complimentary shirt to wear around town to help promote the
Beat-L,
just
drop me a line with name and snail-mail address and size.
Offer
good while supply lasts.
Thanks
-
Jeffrey
Weinberg
Water
Row Books
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Date: Tue, 15 Jul 1997 13:56:03 UT
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*
Kerouac gave to Neal Cassady the first "On The Road" copy printed
but
Neal Cassady didn't demonstrate any interest to the book *
again
ciao.
do any
of you know anything about this? was
this the beginning of the rift
between
them?
ciao,
sherri
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On Tue,
15 Jul 1997, Sherri wrote:
> *
Kerouac gave to Neal Cassady the first "On The Road" copy printed
>
but Neal Cassady didn't demonstrate any interest to the book *
>
again ciao.
>
> do
any of you know anything about this?
was this the beginning of the rift
>
between them?
>
>
ciao,
>
sherri
>
I think
the rift that drove them apart was that Neal was trying to raise
two
kids with wife Carolyn at near poverty level and Jack was making big
$$$
with a book *about* him and wouldnt share even a penny. Even when
Neal
went to jail on a pot bust, Jack refused to help (did buy Neal a
typewriter
to use in his cell but thats all) When
Neal was out of jail,
he
asked Jack's permission to publish their voluminous correspondence so
he
could feed his kids, and Jack refused.
In her book, "Off the Road",
Carolyn
Cassady is quite pointed about Jack's miserliness.
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On Tue,
15 Jul 1997, Richard Wallner wrote:
> I
think the rift that drove them apart was that Neal was trying to raise
>
two kids with wife Carolyn at near poverty level and Jack was making big
>
$$$ with a book *about* him and wouldnt share even a penny.
What
was his high point in terms of net income -- how much did he have?
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Date: Tue, 15 Jul 1997 09:58:50 -0700
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Mail
was bouncing here at work, got unsubscribed.
Have resubscribed
(thanx
Bill Cargan). I love this list!
cheers,
Douglas
"the
map is not the territory" babu@electriciti.com
(Alfred Korzybski) www.electriciti.com/babu/
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>Welcome
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>the
lives and works of the writers of the Beat Generation, especially
>Jack
Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William Burroughs. BEAT-L is an
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list open to anyone interested in the Beat Generation.
>Scholars,
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>discussion
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>for
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>conferences
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James M.
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noing
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Date: Tue, 15 Jul 1997 20:13:38 +0200
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Sherri
& amici beati,
check
Ann Charters' foreword in
Jack
KEROUAC "THE LEGEND OF DULUOZ"
COMPILATION
COPYRIGHT (c) THE ESTATE OD STELLA KEROUAC,
JOHN
SAMPAS LITERARY REPRESENTATIVE; AND JAN KEROUAC, 1995
Ann
Charters quoted (i have the italian translation):
"Nel
1957, quando il suo vecchio amico Neal Cassady e uno
scatolone
di libri inviatogli dall'editore arrivarono
contemporaneamente
nel suo appartamento di Berkeley, Kerouac
diede
la prima copia di "Sulla strada" appena pubblicato
a
Cassady, protagonista del libro. In "Angeli di desolazione"
Kerouac
scrisse che quando Cassady se ne ando' "Per la prima
volta
nelle nostre vite non mi guardo' negli occhi salutandomi,
ma
distolse lo sguardo- non lo capii allora e non lo capisco
adesso-
sapevo che qualcosa stava per andare storto e ando'
storto
davvero" [translated by Maria Giulia Castagnone]
if i
read in absent-minded tell me why,
ciao a
tutti,
---
yrs
Rinaldo. *a not competent beet*
At
13.56 15/07/97 UT, Sherri wrote:
>*
Kerouac gave to Neal Cassady the first "On The Road" copy printed
>but
Neal Cassady didn't demonstrate any interest to the book *
>again
ciao.
>
>do
any of you know anything about this?
was this the beginning of the rift
>between
them?
>
>ciao,
>sherri
>
>
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Date: Tue, 15 Jul 1997 20:16:40 +0200
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>*--------------------------------------------------------*
>* SHADOW CHANGES INTO BONE *
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>IN
THIS ISSUE:
>
> Mongo Sez...
> Events Listings
> - Boston Radio Reading of HOWL!
> "Gilly" Howls over WERE Program
Cancellation
> Portland Event Remembered
> - Transcript of trial sought
> Vegas Memorial Remembered
>
>
>
>
>------------------------------
>******* MONGO SEZ... *******
>------------------------------
>
>Hi
Folks!
>
>Yeah,
long time no newsletter! Blame it on a
personal life that has
>been
way to full lately, and not a summer just too beautiful to spend in
>front
of the computer...
>
>Still,
stuff has been happening, and I wanted to get a quick newsletter
>out.
>
>The
big news, which you'll find below, concerns the upcoming radio
>reading
of 'Howl' on Friday! Allen dreamed and
planned for years to
>have
a station challenge the FCC "safe harbor" hours by broadcasting
>Howl
during prime time. Now it seems that a
station in Bostin is taking
>up
the challenge. The reading sounds
excellent, and I'm (luckily) going
>to
be in Boston that day. I'll be trying
to tune in, and let you know
>of
any aftermath.
>
>In
a related story, see the piece that follows about Gilly's reading of
>'Howl'. Some brave folks lead the way. Others punish those who dare to
>lead...
>
>I
have also received a couple of nice remembrances written about
>memorial
services held in Portland and Las Vegas, contributed by
>correspondents. Now that the memorials have pretty much
dwindled away,
>there
aren't a lot of events to announce. So
if you hear of any, please
>let
me know. I'll get them on the web page
and out via this mailing
>list.
>
>Several
people responded to my call for those interested in
>participating
in an on-line Allen Ginsberg discussion group.
>Unfortunately,
it wasn't quite enough to make it worth doing yet. If we
>can
find just a few more folks, I'll get the list set up and
>operational. I feel we need to have at least 15-20 folks
on line to
>make
it interesting and self sustaining (and to justify the $20 a month
>it
will cost me)!
>
>Best
wishes to you all, and do keep in touch!
>
>--Mongo
>
>
>
>---------------------------------
>******* EVENTS LISTINGS *******
>---------------------------------
>
>I'll
post these notices as soon as they come in. If you have an event,
>write
to me: mongo.bearwolf@dartmouth.edu
>
>
>----------------------------------
>BOSTON,
MA (and surrounding area):
>----------------------------------
>
>A
Radio Reading of HOWL
>Friday,
July 18
>
>On
July 18, there is going to be a complete reading of HOWL on WFNX.
>Included
readers are Robert Pinsky, Frank Bidart, Gail Mazur, Elsa
>Dorfman,
Harvey Silverglate, Lloyd Schwartz. This reading during prime
>time
is a memorial tribute to Allen, who was obsessed with the fact that
>the
FCC wouldn't allow HOWL over the airwaves in prime time.
>
>We
would like OTHER radio stations in the country to also air HOWL
>during
prime time.
>
>--
Elsa Dorfman
>Portrait
Photographer
>607
Franklin Street
>Cambridge
MA 02139-2923
>http://elsa.photo.net
>elsad
@world.std.com
>
>
>**
[The Following is culled from a Boston Globe article. --M]
>
>WFNX
TO AIR 'HOWL" DESPITE FCC
>by
Susan Bickelhaput, Globe Staff
>
>WFNX-FM
(101.7) owner Stephan Mindich insists that it's not his
>intention
to thumb his nose at the Federal Communications Commission
>next
week when the station airs a reading of the Poems "Howl," by the
>late
Allen Ginsberg
>
>But
Mindich does acknowledge that he is pushing the envelope.
>
>The
poem, written by Ginsberg in 1955, has never been aired on
>commercial
radio to Mindich's knowledge, and along with George Carlin's
>"seven
dirty words" was flagged by the FCC in the late 1960s as verboten
>broadcast
material.
>
>But
the staff of WFNX organized a half-hour-long reading of the poem in
>May
at Mama Kin, and will broadcast it next Friday from 6 to 7 pm. News
>director
Henry Santoro will host the show, which will also feature
>commentary
by Robert Pinsky, Peter Wolf, Gail Mazur, Harvey Silvergate,
>Lloyd
Schwartz, Elsa Dorfman, and Mindich, among others.
>
>"We
don't want to do this strictly to challenge the FCC, that wasn't the
>grand
plan," said program director Bill Glasser, "But we want to air the
>work
as a tribute to Allen Ginsberg."
So the poem will not be relegated
>to
the FCC's "safe harbor," which rules that so-called indecent
>programming
can only air between 10 pm and 6 am.
>
>Mindich
said "Howl," which is a "very direct and complex poem about
>Allen's
world view and experiences," contains language that "most
>newspapers
would dot out and most broadcasters would bleep out." It is
>the
contex, he said, that makes it acceptable.
>
>He
said the idea stemmed from a conversation with Boston Phoenix editor
>Peter
Kadzis and photographer Dorfman.
>
>"We
knew there could be a problem with the language, but I just don't
>think
this is outside of the [FCC] standards," Mindich said. "My
>purpose
isn't to challenge the FCC, but I do believe that prime time is
>a
value time when adult listeners will tune in.
And there is a clear
>delineation
between that which is art and that which isn't.
>
>Mindich,
who also is published of the alternative weekly Boston Phoenix,
>said
he also sees a relationship "between the DNA" of the paper and the
>station. "Over the years we have pushed the
envelope with things we
>thought
had artistic merit," he said.
>
>He
added that since the station is not publicly owned, he is prepared to
>deal
with the consequences.
>
>"We
are a medium to communicate, and I can make that decision," he
>said. "I don't have to worry about Wall
Street or what a board of
>directors
will say. If there is a FCC problem, I
will deal with it."
>
>
>------------------------------------------------------
>****
"GILLY" HOWLS OVER WERE PROGRAM CANCELLATION ****
>------------------------------------------------------
>
>*[Contributed
by a correspondent --M]
>
>Even
in death, Allen Ginsberg is causing problems. The feisty beat
>generation
poet, who died earlier this year, was the topic of the April
>20
"Gilly Show," a highly rated overnight program on WERE AM 1300. A
>reading
from Ginsberg's poem "Howl" led to the cancellation of the
>program,
allegedly in response to a single telephone complaint received
>by
the station Wednesday, April 23.
>
>During
the final half hour of the late-night program, Gilly (Rick
>Gilmour),
the show's host, read section I from the acclaimed poem in
>tribute
to Ginsberg. In advance of the reading, which contained a
>reference
to sodomy, the station provided a warning to listeners that
>the
program's content may contain objectionable language.
>
>Gilmour,
who has had his own show on the station since June, 1996,
>contests
that WERE management gave assurance months ago that the only
>grounds
for cancellation of "The Gilly Show" would be for violation of
>the
FCC's Safe Harbor Policy, which allows for use of certain taboo
>words
during off-peak airtime hours, if used in a socially redeeming
>context.
>
>The
portion of the poem which drew objection refers to people, "... who
>let
themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists and
>screamed
with joy ..." Gilmour maintains no violations ever occurred on
>any
broadcast of the program, which was pulled from WERE's lineup the
>day
after Gilmour was notified "The Gilly Show" was the station's top
>program.
>
>"We
didn't break FCC policy, and station management never clearly laid
>out
a policy for board operators," Gilmour told SCENE, absolving
>coworkers
for not censoring the broadcast. "Nobody knows what the line
>is.
I wanted to draw a line, and that's why I did it."
>
>"I
don't know what all the fuss is about," said WERE Station Manager
>John
Hill, citing company policy and not FCC rules as the reason for the
>show's
demise. "We have six or seven easy-to-follow rules, and what
>Gilly
did was one of the things you can't do."
>
>According
to Gilmour, management called the station "too conservative"
>for
"that kind of language," and said Gilmour should have known better.
>"My
audience is pretty progressive," he responded. "I even had old women
>that
would call."
>
>The
move doesn't effect Gilmour's Saturday program, "Beer Talk," which
>will
continue in its 10 p.m. time slot on WERE. "I'm certainly not going
>to
penalize him for the 'Beer Talk' show -- in fact, I'm not penalizing
>him,
at all," Hill said, amazed by the attention the subject has gained
>in
the past week. "You'd think we just canceled the 'Seinfeld' show."
>
>And
while Hill insisted "The Gilly Show" will not return to WERE,
>Gilmour
sees things differently.
>
>"Do
I expect to get my show back?" Gilmour said. "Yes, because I've
>given
WERE more publicity for them screwing me out of my job than they
>could
buy."
>
>
http://www.clevescene.com/970501/make0501.htm
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>From:
Andi5757@aol.com
>Date:
Thu, 5 Jun 1997 23:14:08 -0400 (EDT)
>Subject:
hello from Portland, Oregon
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>well
yesterday here in Portland there was a memorial reading done for
>Allen
on the occasion of his birthday. It was
held at Powell's
>bookstore,
the major independent new and used bookstore in Portland,
>which
carries on in its own way the spirit of City Lights bookstore.
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>The
readings of Allen's work were done by a half dozen or more local
>Portland
poets who also shared reminiscences of their brief encounters
>with
Allen over the years. The reading was
attended by oh i'd say about
>70
to 100 people.
>The
readers had fun reading and for an hour an a half i would say that
>the
spirit of playfulness, sensuality, and authentic outrage and wonder
>that
Allen represents to people was alive.
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>One
reading in particular was very moving to me.
It came from the
>transcript
of the Chicago 7 trial in 1969 as an aftermath of the 1968
>democratic
convention in Chicago. Allen was called
to testify in the
>trial. The prosecution's cross examination included
an exchange
>something
like: " and what did you do when you thought there was going
>to
be violence? Allen well I Omed? You omed?
yes like this and then
>Allen
proceeds to do a half dozen om's. Upon
which there is an
>objection
which causes the judge to say we'll strike from the record the
>Om's
after the second Om.
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>then
Allen is able to recite a poem about Whitman which was from reality
>sandwiches
which was increadibly sensuous. Allen
was asked byt he
>prosecution
what he meant by that poem, hoping to discredit him by as a
>queer. But Allen gives this incredibly moving reply
something to the
>effect
that until America can come to terms with its attitudes about
>sexuality
that it could not be healed from the horrors of war etc.
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>if
you know of a way to find that exact passage in the trial's
>transcript,
I
>would
really like to get a copy of his testimony in that trial...
>
>love
>andi
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