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On Tue,
5 Aug 1997, Diane Carter wrote:
>
What do all of you think about next attempting a group reading of Naked
>
Lunch, Howl, and On the Road simultaneously.
With the deaths of Ginsberg
>
and Burroughs in such a short period of time and the anniversary of the
>
publishing of On the Road coming up, it seemed to me kind of appropriate
> to
touch the roots of how beat began and see how these three works, all
>
published in the mid/late fifties are similar/different in their themes.
> Are any of you interested?
> DC
>
Or
could do a Burroughs retrospective and read "Junkie",
"Queer" and
"Naked
Lunch", clearly his three most important works, simultaneously.
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I just
read Howl the day Ginsburg died, if there is an annotated
version
on the net, I would like to read it. It
was hilarious
without
total understanding, it has to be better with understanding.
Mike
Rice
At
10:32 AM 8/6/97 -0400, you wrote:
> A "monumental" task to our dear
and departed. I've got to get my
> hands on the Annotated Howl though. Anyone got any ideas where I can
> get one quick (or a spare one to sell?).
>
> Will we approach this chapter by chapter
or book by book?
>
> I'm contemplating a public reading of OTR
here in the Denver/Colorado
> Springs area in early September if anyone
would like to join in the
> planning.....
>
> love and lilies,
>
> matt
>
>
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>Date: 8/5/97 11:52 PM
>
>
>What
do all of you think about next attempting a group reading of Naked
>Lunch,
Howl, and On the Road simultaneously.
With the deaths of Ginsberg
>and
Burroughs in such a short period of time and the anniversary of the
>publishing
of On the Road coming up, it seemed to me kind of appropriate
>to
touch the roots of how beat began and see how these three works, all
>published
in the mid/late fifties are similar/different in their themes.
>
Are any of you interested?
>DC
>
>
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i've
just started re-reading 'queer' so the burroughs trio has my vote.
mc
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MATT HANNAN wrote:
>
> Will we approach this chapter by chapter or book by book?
I
already have gotten a lot of mail backchannel as well as on the list
from
people who want to do this and are ready to start. I think that a
simultaneous
reading would be the most interesting and lend itself most
to
comparisons. OTR is divided into three
parts, with several chapters
in each
part; Naked Lunch seems to have chapters (or at least bold
headers);
and Howl has three parts. With many
people on the list having
read
more of one person than another, I think we should strive to have an
ongoing
dialogue of all three works at the same time.
Simply preface
posts
with H:, NL: or OTR: to give the comments some sort of structure
when
picking them out of the daily flow of mail.
It also seems that a
lot of
people can throw in stuff from letters, biographies, etc. that
open up
the text to different levels. Naked
Lunch is probably the
hardest
to get at style-wise, so maybe Arthur can repost some of the
stuff
he said earlier or compose something new about how we can approach
this
(and also taking into consideration that many of us don't have the
cd of
Burroughs reading it). So, let's go about buying or borrowing the
needed
texts and get this thing going in a couple days.
DC
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On Wed,
6 Aug 1997, Richard Wallner wrote:
> Or
could do a Burroughs retrospective and read "Junkie",
"Queer" and
>
"Naked Lunch", clearly his three most important works,
simultaneously.
How do
Junky and Queer rate as his most important works over Cities of the
Red
Night, Place of Dead Roads, and The Western Lands? Or the cut-up
trilogy?
Perhaps Junky and Queer are his most accessible, but I also find
them
the least interesting (with the exception of the preface for Queer,
which
is one of the most important self-reflections about Burroughs'
motivations
for writing re: Joan).
Neil
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well in The Western Lands William Burroughs
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Guns
slip into holsters of slick leather, like cocks into greased and
nameless
arseholes. Butts carved from rich black ebony, inlaid with elegant
cameos
of naked boys, crafted from mother-of-pearl. Barrels worn smooth
from
use, the bluing worn from sights and muzzles. Holsters, simple flaps
of
leather, not the vulgar tie-downs used by those who merely kill. Random
images
flash down the corridors of time, lodging at intervals in the brain.
Rolled
them up in a sheet of oiled paper, to preserve them against the rust
of time
- already a fine patina of corrosion had formed on them. Memories
fade
and flicker, dim with age, burn out neuron like neuron, like talent.
Dream
shadows, black and white swirls of Freewheelin' Bob's weenie.
Typewriters
filled with shredded wheat, coffee beans roasted over a candle,
rivulets
of squalid semen flowing down from greedy urchins' mouths - some
old
queen's come the last hot food they taste. Open the soap ducts - Dutch
Schulzts's
voice calls from the 20's - cries for French Canadian Bean Soup
go
unheeded. Dry dust bellows from collapsing lungs, as cows push through
gaps in
temporary enclosure - are they too caged? Come dancing, who thinks
of
these names? As penance, David had to collect an hundred foreskins,
before
he became leader of the Israelites - he brought back two hundred
Philistine
prepuces, founding the Hebrew nation on dicks. Probably bit them
off,
like the pissy queen the gentiles always portrayed him as. Sling
straps
break, a penchant for all things cavalry ends a monarch's reign,
Russia
decays in a morass of serfdom. Garland's voice, sweet and sorrowful,
echoes
from the stereo - freed from the aged, bloated, drunk and drugged
body
that came to house it. Passed the taste for booze and pills on to her
daughter,
transferred the allegiance of gays from one generation to the next.
Pain
trapped on the sensitised cells of drink affected neurons - surfacing
only
when required, just in time to fuck all over again the object of hate,
the
object of love. Burning bushed give false advice, call for the
sacrifice
of children, ridicule their audience, then extinguish in a puff
of
self-satisfied smoke, smell of dead leaves, the whistle of trains.
Distracted
by interruptions, disturbed by random visitors who come and go,
clutching
carriers of Yiddish loaves, shiny discs and sipping sugared
caffeine.
McCarthyism rears its ugly head, and I am entreated to trust in
medications
prescribed and proscribed by street medics. Placental blood
stains
the sheet of calculations, then they are hurled from a window -
clocks
stopping at 8.15, fixed by the rapid division of an atom. Peroxided
hair
settles into place, framing the white face, red lips of a long dead
Goddess.
Distant
- always distant. Conversations held seemingly by semaphore
signals,
stilted and disjointed, halting. Ground zero impact - flesh boils
from
the very framework of human bodies, shadows are etched forever on
walls.
We have become destroyers of worlds, said Oppenheimer, daddy of the
all
encompassing death used twice. They bred - more ugly with each passing
generation,
able to fracture the every existence with their intensity....
Faces
melting, merging, flowing like warm plasticine, before they are
consumed
by the wall of flames. the very air itself burns, pulling the
oxygen
from the still breathing lungs. No other species systematically
tries
to destroy themselves, nor succeeds like us. An in built genetic flaw
- the
altruistic gene seems to have been eliminated from the DNA which
encodes
our future. the ultimate soul trap - buildings stand still, but the
occupants
vaporized. Neurotoxins, virii, haemotoxic poison cause death by
drowning
in your own blood. Germ warfare reared its ugly head during the
plague
- wells poisoned by corpses, bodies flung over the ramparts by
catapults,
to spread the lice born pestilence. Blankets impregnated with
smallpox
distributed to Indian and Aboriginal alike. even the common cold,
and
syphilis were used to expunge other races from their own homes. We are
a
corrupt and evil species, and we have systematically corrupted, polluted
and
destroyed our very living areas - even dumb animals do not shit where
they
eat.
Rage -
hate - madness, these things fuel writing. No drug can adequately
synthesis
these emotions to the point that functional word pictures form,
ready
to be transcribed. Each page is a kind of petit mal, jerked into being.
Anal -
truly one of the more disturbing words to have entered modern usage.
People
forget that there are two separate phases of development - expulsion
and
retention. Why not use the terms "oral", "genital" or
polymorphous
perverse"
as well - or are they not scatological enough? If all things are
reduced
to shit, then what is the purpose of living? What does it matter,
what
ever you do, you will die, and your body will return to the corruption
of
matter from which it sprang. Too late to salve the soul with mystic
unguents,
magic crystals, poison it with pills and booze. Corrupt, all is
shit,
all shall become shit again. It's the old 3/8 principal - most of the
shit is
hidden by a facade of friendship and trust, while an eddy of putrid
excreta
circulates beneath the exterior. To read is to seek an
understanding
of what is being read. Without understanding, it is
meaningless.
Understanding is not analysis - that is the vivisection of
words,
the tearing down of an idea into its component molecules, and
rebuilding
it in your own image. Doctor Dent's magic cure fixed Uncle Bill
over a
decade ago - now it's nothing stronger than tea & vodka. Gone is the
belt
gripped between the teeth - gone is the junk drawn up from a blackened
spoon,
through the gauze, into the eye-dropper. Replaced instead by
methadone,
then apomorphine. Replaced by a triple-bypass, a cracked hip.
New
York, Texas, Mexico, Tangiers, Paris, London all replaced by the small
town
feel of Lawrence, Kansas. Ian Sommerville replaced Kiki, replaced Joan
- all
ultimately replaced by James Grauerholtz. Jack died an alcoholic
recluse,
died of liver failure, like Billy Burroughs - Uncle Bill's son.
He
wrote, too. "Speed", it was called, seeing as he was addicted to
Benzedrine
and booze from birth. Died in a ditch - William didn't go to the
funeral.
He had a step daughter, too. Never heard what became of her after
Joan's
death. Jack's daughter became a junky whore - her book's in the Hub
library.
Keasey was in & out of jails, mental institutions - acid and smack
and the
Merry Pranksters with Neal Cassady driving an old school-bus across
the
60's. Cassady died of exposure, counting railway sleepers in the chill
of
night. Paul Bowles crouches in Tangiers, no phone, no desire for contact
from
the outside world. Sits there with his little pot of majoun (the basis
for
Cronenberg's Black Meat), hashish candy made from resin, almonds and
spice.
Killed one of his characters with it in "The Sheltering Sky". Jane
Bowles
had one stroke after another, aphasia clouded her mind, rumors that
she was
poisoned by their Arab housekeeper.
"Heir's
pistol kills wife - he denies playing William Tell" - "Evil spirit
shot Joan
to be _cause_". No dogs allowed - No dogs are loud - Know dogs
allowed
- Know dogs are loud - No dogs aloud - Know dogs aloud. Confessions
of an
unredeemed drug addict. Junkie, Junky. The characters spill over to
Queer,
a yage quest. Fucking around in a jungle, 1953, looking for a vine
that
had the potential to be the ultimate fix. Dragged suitcases of it back
to the
States, threatened to cut Peter up with a machete over it. In the
end, it
just made them so ill.
Cabra
girls, desperate to break free from the convent, talk loudly about
the
unsafe sex they have with their shaggy, hairy passing rough. Plastic
bags,
hiding cheap vodka, circulate from bag to bag, to be hidden and
consumed
in an orgiastic binge of release, culminating in drunken sex.
Cheap
makeup and perfume hide unflawed skin of youth, free from the
blemishes
of age, applied seemingly at random so as to resemble nothing
more
than circus clowns. They talk of going on to better things - it seems
that
most burn with the desire to be secretaries in law firms, for some
strange
reason. Yet to hear one say that she wishes to go on to Uni... only
on to
the Austral on Fridays. Austudy, thrush and grass seem to be de
rigeur
to have, though it seems that NSU will do in a pinch. What will
become
of these girls? What will they be like in five years time - for five
years
is not that great a time period.
But no
sex is truly safe - it creates its own little set of problems -
emotionally
turbulent, muddying the pools from which we drink. Causing
tensions
and frictions. Pervading feelings of worthlessness, episodes of
black
depressions, longings for release from a self created prison. Even
auto-eroticism,
the simple wank, does not dispel it.
One way
street this - no exchange. No trade, no barter. Words never come
free -
Ginsberg knew this. There is always a price to be paid - old men
sell
their souls for a strap-on, young men just grow old. Pointless,
futile,
damaging. It cannot go on like this. Vanished - no contact for
months.
The only thoughts seem to be those of return. Someone once wrote
that
you can never come home - it is never the same, and people change
whilst
the fixtures and fittings do not.
This is
enough - as Wyatt Earp allegedly said:
"It
all ends here".
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And
there you go, eh voila
At
05:27 AM 8/6/97 -0700, you wrote:
>>
Timothy K. Gallagher wrote:
>>
Why is everyone so afraid of being labeled "corporate"? Why is this
>>
considered such an evil thing?
>
>I
think it goes back to the beat writers themselves, Kerouac's insistence
>that
the American dream was somehow doomed, Ginsberg's vision of Molach
>in
Howl,
>
>"Moloch!
Moloch! Robot apartments! invisible suburbs! skeleton
>treasuries!
blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations!
>invincible
madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
>They
broke their backs lifting Molach to Heaven! Pavement, trees, radios,
>tons!
lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about
>us!"
>
>And
even Burroughs who left America to do much of his writing in Mexico
>and
Tangiers. The idea of corporate America
is linked to money and
>possessions,
America building bombs but not feeding her hungry.
>Corporate
America was much of what the beats stood outside of, unwilling
>to
be a part of. At the same time, later
in their lives, both Ginsberg
>and
Burroughs found that they could use corporate America to their
>benefit.
It's the difference, I think, between being young and idealistic
>and
older and idealistic. I think they
realized that there was nothing
>wrong
with using corporate America, money and self-promotion to a certain
>extent,
to get across their ideas. Why not use
American money to
>change
American civilization. It is the same
way with any publication,
>any
magazine. Ads from corporate America
pay the bills. One hand pats
>the
other. It is their money that allows words to be published, that
>allow
our freedom to write about the beats, to know their ideas and have
>those
ideas reach immortality. We should
applaud any publication like
>Wired,
which gives space to ideas that matter. The good side of corporate
>is
the money that affords writers and artists a way to say whatever they
>want,
gives magazines and to publishers the means to devote space to
>writers
and works that are experimental and/or outside of the mainstream.
>DC
>
>
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My
thoughts on Desolation Angels, a well-written epic that finds Kerouac
once
again unhappy on the mountain, unhappy in America, unhappy in
Mexico,
unhappy in Europe and then unhappy in America again. Desolate
and in
despair, everywhere. There's a lot of
darkness here. Now the
joys
and kicks are found in the narration of others living life, while
Jack
now looks on from afar, seeing nothingness and loss in joy as well
as in
despair. Some things I underlined,
which show a definite
progression
of thought:
pg. 4
"'When
I get to the top of Desolation Peak and everybody leaves on mules
and I'm
alone I will come face to face with God or Tathagata and find out
once
and for all what is the meaning of this existence and suffering and
going
to and from in vain' but instead I come face to face with myself,
no
liquor, no drugs, no chance of faking it but face to face with ole
Hateful
Duluoz Me and many's the time I thought I die, suspire of
boredom,
or jump off the mountain, but the days, nay the hours dragged
and I
had no guts for such a leap...
pg. 13
"My
life is a vast inconsequential epic with a thousand and a million
characters--here
they all come, as swiftly we roll east, and swiftly the
earth
rolls east."
pg. 14
"For
the trouble with Desolation is, no characters, alone, isolated..."
pg. 68
"What
did I learn on GWADDAWACKAMBLACK? I learned that I hate
myself...Desolation
adventure finds me finding at the bottom of myself
abysmal
nothingness worse than no illusion even--my mind's in rags--"
[I
think the "I hate myself" fact is probably the most important fact in
the way
Kerouac lived and died.]
pg. 78
"For
those who believe in a personal God who cares about good and bad are
hallucinating
themselves beyond the shadow of a doubt...It's just nothing
but
Infinity, infinity variously amusing itself with a movie, empty space
and
matter both, it doesn't limit itself to either one, infinitude wants
all...I
can't for the life of me be anything but enraged, lost, partial,
critical,
mixed-up, scared, foolish, proud, sneering, shit shit shit..."
pg. 123
"I
look up, there are the stars, just the same, desolation, and the
angels
below don't know their angels--
And
Sarina will die--,
And I
will die, and you will die, and we all will die, and even the stars
will
fade out one after another in time."
pg. 187
"...I
keep getting the feeling too, as Cody wins he really loses, as he
loses
he really wins, it's all ephemeral and can't be grabbed by the
hand--the
money, yes, but the facts of patience and eternity,
no--Eternity!
Meaning more than all time and beyond all that little crap
and on
forever! 'Cody, you cant win, you cant lose, all's ephemeral, all
is
hurt,' are my feelings..."
pg. 315
"...and
I looked up and saw the bleak pines by bleak mills of Roanke
Rapids
with one final despair, like the despair of a man who has nothing
left to
do but leave the earth forever.
Soldiers waited for the bus
smoking. Fat old North Carolinians watched hands
aback clasped. Sunday
morning,
I empty of my little tricks to make life livable. An empty
orphan
sitting nowhere, sick and crying. Like
dying I saw all the years
flash
by, all the efforts my father had made to make a living something
to be
interested about but only ending in death, blank death in the glare
of the
automobile day, automobile cemetaries, whole parking lots of
cemeteries
everywhere, I saw the glum faces of my mother, of Irwin, of
Julien,
of Ruth, all trying to make it to go on believing without hope.
Gay
college students in the back of the bus making me even sicker to
think
of their purple plans all in time to end blind in an automobile
cemetary
insurance office for nothing. Where's
yonder old mule buried in
those
piny barrens or did the buzzard just eat? Caca, all the world caca.
I remembered the enormous despair of when I
was 24 sitting in my
mother's
house all day while she worked in the shoe factory, in fact
sitting
in my father's death chair, staring like a bust of Goethe at
nothing. Getting up once in a while to plunk sonatas
on the piano,
sonatas
of my own spontaneous invention, then falling on the bed crying.
Looking out the window at the glare of
automobiles on Crossbay
Boulevard. Bending my head over my first novel, too
sick to go on.
Wondering
about Goldsmith and Johnson how they burped sorrow by their
firesides
in a life that was too long. That's
what my father told me the
night
he died, 'life is too long.'"
and the
end,
pg. 409
"a
peaceful sorrow at home is the best I'll ever be able to offer the
world,
in the end, and so I told my Desolation Angels goodbye. A new
life
for me."
If
anyone has made it this far, why would anyone who knew Kerouac not
want to
give him a good kick in the ass?
pg.195
Simon
tells him, "'Ah Jacky-boy dont give me that, life is life and blood
and
pulling and ticking' ( and the starts tickling my ribs to prove it)
'See?
you jump away, you tickle, you life, you have living beauty in your
brain
and living joy in your hort and living orgasm in your body, all you
gotta
do it do it! Do it! Everybody loves to join arms-in-arms in the
walk,'
and I can see he's been talking to Irwin..."
pg. 265
"'You
fool ,' says Irwin in one of the rare instances when he let slip
what he
really thought of me, 'How can you sleep all day and never see
anything,
what's the sense of being alive?'"
What
happened to joy in the joy/despair dualities?
DC
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Hi
Judith,
I'd appreciate hearing more from you
about the recordings your were
listening
to and the ones you liked most...and everyone else, please chime in.
An earlier post - quite a while ago -
mentioned the Burroughs
recordings
for "Black Rider" with Tom Waits which includes Waits doing some
Burroughs.
As I recall the comment was very critical of Waits and
uncomplementary
about the recording. I liked all the recording, not least
for the
Burroughs material, and I like his work with Laurie Anderson, but
I'd appreciate
pointers to the favorites of the rest of you.
Antoine
Voice contact at (514) 933-4956 in Montreal
"An anarchist is someone who doesn't
need a cop to tell him what to do!"
-- Norman Navrotsky and
Utah Phillips
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somone
mentioned something about Burroughs' spoken word cds. I wanted to
make a
list of the ones I have and if anyone can tell me what i'm missing.
1. Dead
City Radio
2.Break
Through the Grey Room.
3.
You're the Guy I Want to Share My Money With
4. WBS
and Gus Van Sant
5.
Vaudeville Voices
6.
Naked Lunch
i know
i'm missing Junky and a 2 cd set compilation import.
did
anyone hear about a new anthology of Burrough's work coming out?
Supposedly
it will be available around 1998.
jason
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Date: Wed, 6 Aug 1997 23:21:54 -0400
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<boondock@POBOX.COM>
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At
11:15 PM 8/6/97 -0400, Antoine Maloney wrote:
>Hi
Judith,
>
> I'd appreciate hearing more from you
about the recordings your were
>listening
to and the ones you liked most...and everyone else, please chime
in.
This
may label me for the weird person that I am, but I especially like
Dead
City Radio, favorite pieces - The
Thanksgiving Prayer, Kill the
Badger,
Sermon on the Mount - the most irreverent the better.
We also listen to Spare Ass Annie and Call
Me Burroughs.
As for Mr. Burrough's written works, I most
enjoyed reading the collection
"The
Letters of William S. Burroughs 1945-59" - edited by Oliver Harris. I
had a
much better understanding of WSB and all the Beats after reading this
book. Watching his growth and progression as a
writer was fascinating, and
the
clarity that emerged when he wasn't on the junk - mighty, mighty.
Judith
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Date: Wed, 6 Aug 1997 21:28:11 -0700
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From: "Michael R. Brown"
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Subject: Re: To Judith re: Burroughs recordings
Comments:
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On Wed,
6 Aug 1997, Judith Campbell wrote:
>
"The Letters of William S. Burroughs 1945-59" - edited by Oliver
Harris. I
>
had a much better understanding of WSB and all the Beats after reading this
> book. Watching his growth and progression as a
writer was fascinating, and
>
the clarity that emerged when he wasn't on the junk - mighty, mighty.
Judith
-
Gladdened
that you picked up on the '45-'59 letters. Friends have been
driven
distracted by my enthusiasms for them. Did you find the earlier
ones to
be even better? I did. Vivid, edgy, economical, electric with the
Burroughs
soul. I don't know more diamond-like writing in English unless
it be
that Beat precursor, Mary MacLane (1881-1929).
+ -- +
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
+ -- +
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
"Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
recordings."
- William S.
Burroughs
(quoted from memory)
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Date: Wed, 6 Aug 1997 21:32:18 -0700
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From: muzik <muzik@PRODIGY.NET>
Subject: A William S. Burroughs memorial song.
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Hello,
I am new to this list and an avid Beat Generation type reader. I =
am 17
years old. I have recently due to the death of William Seward =
Burroughs
dedicated a song to him by writing one. It's in mp3 format and =
about 7
megabytes. I am looking for a suitable and willing WSB or Beat =
Gen.
site willing to host this jewel [by my opinion]. Anyone?
D.
Taylor Singletary, Hipster and Slackellectual . muzik@prodigy.net
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Date: Wed, 6 Aug 1997 22:13:06 -0700
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From: runner <babu@ELECTRICITI.COM>
Subject: Re: Desolation Angels...the darkness
again
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At
11:10 AM -0700 8/6/97, Diane Carter wrote:
>
What happened to joy in the joy/despair dualities?
joy
began drinking Miller Lite
and
started putting the sham
in the
shamma lamma ding dong
despair
took neither sailors,
hookers,
nor used car salesmen
with a
walk and a talk
eww we
doom ma
eww we
doom ma
eww we
doom ma
> DC
http://www.electriciti.com/babu/ |
0 |
step
aside, and let the man go thru
| { - |
----> let the man go thru
| /\ |
super
bon-bon (soul coughing)
=========
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 02:15:57 -0400
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<nhenness@UNDERGRAD.MATH.UWATERLOO.CA>
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I guess
the only question that remains is what were The Last Words of
William
S. Burroughs?
Neil
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Date: Wed, 6 Aug 1997 23:48:52 -0700
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From: "Michael R. Brown"
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Subject: Re: Last Words
Comments:
To: Neil Hennessy <nhenness@UNDERGRAD.MATH.UWATERLOO.CA>
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On Thu,
7 Aug 1997, Neil Hennessy wrote:
> I
guess the only question that remains is what were The Last Words of
>
William S. Burroughs?
"Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
+ -- +
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
+ -- +
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
"Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
recordings."
- William S.
Burroughs
(quoted from
memory)
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 03:35:47 +0000
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>
> I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last Words of
>
> William S. Burroughs?
>
>
"Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
don't mean to sound skeptical but
how do
you know? were you there? who was Arthur Fleignheimer?
confused
and tired~ good morning all
randy
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 06:03:17 -0500
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From: Jym Mooney <vmooney@EXECPC.COM>
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cds..."
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Add to
your list:
1.
Spare Ass Annie
2. 10%
File Under Burroughs
3. The
Priest They Called Him (with Kurt Cobain)
4. Call
Me Burroughs (also included on the bootleg Vaudeville Voices CD)
Where
can I get my hands on the Naked Lunch CD you mentioned?
Regards,
Jym
Mooney
----------
>
From: Hipster Beat Poet. <jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU>
>
To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU
>
Subject: "Vaudville Voices and other WSB cds..."
>
Date: Wednesday, August 06, 1997 11:21 PM
>
>
somone mentioned something about Burroughs' spoken word cds. I wanted to
>
make a list of the ones I have and if anyone can tell me what i'm
missing.
>
> 1.
Dead City Radio
>
2.Break Through the Grey Room.
> 3.
You're the Guy I Want to Share My Money With
> 4.
WBS and Gus Van Sant
> 5.
Vaudeville Voices
> 6.
Naked Lunch
>
> i
know i'm missing Junky and a 2 cd set compilation import.
>
>
did anyone hear about a new anthology of Burrough's work coming out?
>
Supposedly it will be available around 1998.
>
>
jason
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 13:09:00 +0200
Reply-To: Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>
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From: Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>
Subject: Nick Cave Re: Burroughs Webmasters Speak
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At
14.41 05/08/97 -0700,
"Timothy
K. Gallaher" <gallaher@HSC.USC.EDU> wrote:
[i snip
alot for brevity]
>I
was going to write inked but since it was not ink but pixesl I made upo
>the
term e-ink.
>
>So
I would take credit for coining it,
>
>but,
>
>I
decided that I better check that out so I typed http://www.e-ink.com
>
>to
see what would happen
>
>and
there it was
>
>the
e-ink website
>
>So
it was original to me not wasn't original to the world.
>
>Although,
they are calling themselves electronic ink and claim to be
>"Electric
Ink) is the new Electronic Printing & Publishing division of Pilot
>Advertising)."
>
Timothy,
please, add to the credits the Nick Cave's book:
Nick
Cave, "King Ink"
A
collection of lyrics, poems and writings 1978-1986.
sani,
Rinaldo.
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 13:08:11 +0200
Reply-To: Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>
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From: Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>
Subject: Re: next reading project
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At
08.59 06/08/97 -0700,
"Shannon
L. Stephens" <shanstep@CS.ARIZONA.EDU> wrote:
>I'm
up for Diane's suggested reading. I have silently started reading On
>the
Road for the first time as a great bang way to start my 27th year.
>
>-shannon
(in Tucson where it is not quite as hot but strangely humid for
>Arizona.)
>
>
dear
beats,
how
im'/was/'ll reading the beats,
i was
born in 1950, just then in Italy a lot of
things
were "forbidden", i remember late 1950 when jazz &
jukebox
were advised sinful, (i never know why), & the first
comics
magazine arrived from US,
& packages of provisionses.
an handshake printed
on the package
in background the flag
US of America.
(or
addressed to my mother my father's letters.
letters
tied up with a cord placed into a drawer,
on the
envelope stamped POW,
&
he told me first some english words: "Prisoner Of War".)
then
during decenniums the beat literature was my pal, now i turned 47
&
beat lit is again here, it's a summa of
a gone
age, a dream, a myself's something...
or im'
forever out of one-way beat lit.
sani,
Rinaldo.
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 23:07:27 +0900
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From: Rastous The Reviewer
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Subject: William Burroughs Tribute In Real Audio.
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On
August 8, at 1400 GMT, there will be a short tribute to William
Burroughs,
broadcasting in Real Audio, :
http://light.iinet.net.au/~rastous/radio.htm
and
follow the link through to 5UV.
We'll
be playing some of Uncle Bill's work, and tracks from "Kicks Joys
Darkness",
as well as reading from a series of Beat inspired short stories.
Please
feel free to tune in.
Cheers,
Rastous
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 09:45:51 -0400
Reply-To: "Paul McDonald, TeleReference LA,
Main Info Services"
<PAUL@LOUISVILLE.LIB.KY.US>
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From: "Paul McDonald, TeleReference
LA, Main Info Services"
<PAUL@LOUISVILLE.LIB.KY.US>
Subject: Beat Posters
I still
have a signed Ferlinghetti poster and a signed Corso for sale.
Burroughs
and Ginsberg have already been sold. If
interested please email me
privately
at:
Paul@louisville.lib.ky.us
Thanks!
Paul
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 09:46:55 -0400
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<country@SOVER.NET>
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From: Marie Countryman
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Subject: Re: To Judith re: Burroughs recordings
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synchronicity:
i just pulled the letters from my bookcase yesterday, and
agree
that they are helpful in understanding the progression of his work as
well as
just plain good reading.
mc
>On
Wed, 6 Aug 1997, Judith Campbell wrote:
>
>>
"The Letters of William S. Burroughs 1945-59" - edited by Oliver
Harris. I
>>
had a much better understanding of WSB and all the Beats after reading this
>>
book. Watching his growth and
progression as a writer was fascinating, and
>>
the clarity that emerged when he wasn't on the junk - mighty, mighty.
>
>Judith
-
>
>Gladdened
that you picked up on the '45-'59 letters. Friends have been
>driven
distracted by my enthusiasms for them. Did you find the earlier
>ones
to be even better? I did. Vivid, edgy, economical, electric with the
>Burroughs
soul. I don't know more diamond-like writing in English unless
>it
be that Beat precursor, Mary MacLane (1881-1929).
>
>
>
>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
> Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
>
> "Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
> not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
> the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
> recordings."
> - William S.
Burroughs
> (quoted from
memory)
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 10:16:11 -0400
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<nhenness@UNDERGRAD.MATH.UWATERLOO.CA>
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From: Neil Hennessy
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On Thu,
7 Aug 1997, randy royal wrote:
>
> > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last Words of
>
> > William S. Burroughs?
>
>
>
> "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
> don't mean to sound skeptical but
>
how do you know? were you there? who was Arthur Fleignheimer?
>
confused and tired~ good morning all
My
question was serious, and I assume this was a light-hearted reply,
since
Arthur Fleggenheimer (sp?) was the real name of Dutch Schultz.
Neil
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 09:27:32 -0500
Reply-To: Patricia Elliott
<pelliott@SUNFLOWER.COM>
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david
rhaesa writing:
Grandfather,
i'm not
certain when you became my grandfather -- during one of my
hospital
stays or another -- it doesn't matter when or where. You were
my
grandfather from that point forward and for all points before.
now our
journeys will take different pathways.
i will continue to learn
from
your lessons and walk in the safety of your vision throughout my
journey
through the here and now that some call the present.
love,
david
rhaesa
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 11:26:06 -0500
Reply-To: Luke Kelly <lpk@kdsi.net>
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To the
people of Beat-L . . . friends:
Dave
Hull (Lawrence, KS) graciously offered scans of Mr.
Burroughs'
memorial service program. They are
on-line
at
<http://www.bigtable.com/memorial/>.
He
said:
"The
service was quite somber. It's easy to
forget that William
Burroughs
was a man with very close friends. These
close friends were
there
and it was obvious they were deeply saddened not by the loss of the
influential
writer, but by the loss of a close friend."
Send
him thanks at <insipid@insipid.cc.ukans.edu>.
Warmest
regards,
Luke
Kelly
http://www.bigtable.com/
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 09:46:47 -0700
Reply-To: "Timothy K. Gallaher"
<gallaher@HSC.USC.EDU>
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From: "Timothy K. Gallaher"
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Subject: Re: Nick Cave Re: Burroughs Webmasters
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>At
14.41 05/08/97 -0700,
>"Timothy
K. Gallaher" <gallaher@HSC.USC.EDU> wrote:
>[i
snip alot for brevity]
>
>>I
was going to write inked but since it was not ink but pixesl I made upo
>>the
term e-ink.
>>
>>So
I would take credit for coining it,
>>
>>but,
>>
>>I
decided that I better check that out so I typed http://www.e-ink.com
>>
>>to
see what would happen
>>
>>and
there it was
>>
>>the
e-ink website
>>
>>So
it was original to me not wasn't original to the world.
>>
>>Although,
they are calling themselves electronic ink and claim to be
>>"Electric
Ink) is the new Electronic Printing & Publishing division of Pilot
>>Advertising)."
>>
>
>Timothy,
please, add to the credits the Nick Cave's book:
>Nick
Cave, "King Ink"
>A
collection of lyrics, poems and writings 1978-1986.
>
>sani,
>Rinaldo.
Happy
Birthday (shangri kuaile) rinaldo
n'est-ce
pas?
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 09:57:57 -0700
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<dkpenn@OEES.COM>
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And, if
this hasn't already been mentioned, there's a Burroughs/REM
track
("Star Me Kitten") on the X-Files tribute album.
Douglas
>----------
>From: Jym Mooney[SMTP:vmooney@EXECPC.COM]
>Sent: Thursday, August 07, 1997 4:03 AM
>To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU
>Subject: Re: "Vaudville Voices and other
WSB cds..."
>
>Add
to your list:
>
>1.
Spare Ass Annie
>2.
10% File Under Burroughs
>3.
The Priest They Called Him (with Kurt Cobain)
>4.
Call Me Burroughs (also included on the bootleg Vaudeville Voices CD)
>
>Where
can I get my hands on the Naked Lunch CD you mentioned?
>
>Regards,
>
>Jym
Mooney
>
>----------
>>
From: Hipster Beat Poet. <jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU>
>>
To: BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU
>>
Subject: "Vaudville Voices and other WSB cds..."
>>
Date: Wednesday, August 06, 1997 11:21 PM
>>
>>
somone mentioned something about Burroughs' spoken word cds. I wanted to
>>
make a list of the ones I have and if anyone can tell me what i'm
>missing.
>>
>>
1. Dead City Radio
>>
2.Break Through the Grey Room.
>>
3. You're the Guy I Want to Share My Money With
>>
4. WBS and Gus Van Sant
>>
5. Vaudeville Voices
>>
6. Naked Lunch
>>
>>
i know i'm missing Junky and a 2 cd set compilation import.
>>
>>
did anyone hear about a new anthology of Burrough's work coming out?
>>
Supposedly it will be available around 1998.
>>
>>
jason
>
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Luke
Kelly wrote:
>
> To
the people of Beat-L . . . friends:
>
>
Dave Hull (Lawrence, KS) graciously offered scans of Mr.
>
Burroughs' memorial service program.
They are on-line
> at
<http://www.bigtable.com/memorial/>.
>
> He
said:
>
>
"The service was quite somber.
It's easy to forget that William
>
Burroughs was a man with very close friends.
These close friends were
>
there and it was obvious they were deeply saddened not by the loss of the
>
influential writer, but by the loss of a close friend."
>
>
Send him thanks at <insipid@insipid.cc.ukans.edu>.
>
>
Warmest regards,
>
Luke Kelly
>
http://www.bigtable.com/
> .-
And to
you too Luke
leon
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 19:18:28 +0100
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I never
see any UK posts on the list - but mebe all the Uk members are
lurkers
like us.
The
shock of WSB breaking through the final grey room has left us numb.
Just
reflecting other list members comments - Ginsberg was bad enough.
but for
me WSB was and is beat.
His
writings interweave with my life. I
remember age 16 (about 1965)
getting
Naked Lunch out of the library in a grey London suburbs. the cover
was
marked " not to be left on the shelves". I'd ordered it following
reading
Ginsberg poetry in Peace News,and reading OTR etc all in one long
sitting.
Naked
Lunch made me laugh till I cried. It
got passed round the school and
affected
many of my peers.
During
the 60s and early 70s - whilst WSB was in London - he wrote prolific
for so
many small presses and alternative newspaper throughout the UK and
world generally
too.
His
work surrounded us here. he was
pervasive.
I
thought/hoped he'd go on forever and ever with his cats and his guns.
the
recent letters book and dream book felt like there was still so much
wisdom. The links between his work and the qabbala
and magic(k) leaves me
breathless.
from a
cabal of WSB souls in the land of Wales, farewell Bill.
roger
and syd.
-death
needs time for what it kills to grow in for Ah Pooks sweet sake -
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Date:
Thu, 07 Aug 1997 15:13:41 -0500
From:
Kris Abplanalp <labplana@seidata.com>
To:
Michael Stutz <stutz@dsl.org>
Cc: Rich
Stephens <subrosa@super.win.or.jp>, droneon@ucsd.edu
Subject:
William Seward Burroughs
among
the list of things WSB was still working on before his death was a
collaboration
with the great John Fahey. WSB doing spoken word over top
of JF's
guitar playing. only a small portion
was finished...
kris
abplanalp
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hey, all iwanted to no was how did mike know
bill's lastwords. i
wanted to know if mike was there or if there
was an article where i
could check itout or anything. i was being
serious, if somewhat
inaudible, excuse me. randy
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 17:31:03 -0400
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On Thu,
7 Aug 1997, randy royal wrote:
> hey, all iwanted to no was how did mike know
bill's lastwords. i
> wanted to know if mike was there or if there
was an article where i
> could check itout or anything. i was being
serious, if somewhat
> inaudible, excuse me. randy
>
If it's
true, I'd like to know how and where as well. But I figured the
Arthur
Fleggenheimer response was a joke because of the "last words".
Burroughs
had such a fascination with last words over his life, I'm
curious
about his last words. See Port of Saints, for example. The
last
"chapter" enumerates the last words of Dutch Schultz, Ulysses S.
Grant,
and Billy the Kid. In Place of Dead Roads, the last section
is
called "Quien Es?" (B the K's last), and I believe one of the
chapters
in Cities of the Red Night is titled "Quien Es?" From
Place
of Dead Roads:
Last
words of Billy the Kid when he walked into a dark room and saw a
shadowy
figure sitting there. Who is it? The answer was a bullet through
the
heart. When you ask Death for his credentials you are dead (PR 201).
Someone
even wrote an essay about 10 years ago called "The Last Words of
William
S. Burroughs", so I figure it's as valid an enquiry as any. Does
anyone
know what Burroughs' epitaph is? Did they use the one from The
Place
of Dead Roads (or was it the Western Lands, I can't remember), that
ends
with "Pop pop pop". (I'm going to have to look this one up when I get
a
chance.)
Neil
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At
03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, you wrote:
>>
> I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last Words of
>>
> William S. Burroughs?
>>
>>
"Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
>
don't mean to sound skeptical but
>how
do you know? were you there? who was Arthur Fleignheimer?
>confused
and tired~ good morning all
>randy
>
>
Arthur
Fleigenheimer is the real name of
the
mobster Dutch Schultz. Whoever wrote
this is
kidding.
Mike
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As an
addition, while looking at Spare Ass Annie:
"Wrinkled
earlobes are a sure sign of impending heart attacks."
VERY
prophetic, indeed.
-
D.
Taylor Singletary, Hipster and Slackellectual . muzik@prodigy.net
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http://www.bigtable.com/primer/0011g.html
Randy,
If you look up our friend Luke Kelly's amazing Burroughs site
cum
cutup machine, you will find the above url in the extensive Primer
section.
It
reviews Burroughs' 1970 screenplay "The Last Words of Dutch Schultz",
nee
Arthur Flegenheimer. I assume Kelly is the Reviewer. He points out
fascinating
similarities in Dutch's last words to Burroughs' cut up
compositions
Mike
Rice wrote:
>
> At
03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, you wrote:
>
>> > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last
Words of
>
>> > William S. Burroughs?
>
>>
>
>> "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
>
> don't mean to sound skeptical but
>
>how do you know? were you there? who was Arthur Fleignheimer?
>
>confused and tired~ good morning all
>
>randy
>
>
>
>
>
>
Arthur Fleigenheimer is the real name of
>
the mobster Dutch Schultz. Whoever wrote
>
this is kidding.
>
>
Mike
> .-
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Anyone know where I could possibly find
copies of Mr. Burroughs plays =
and
screenplays? Electronic or otherwise?
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D. Taylor
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 19:41:24 -0400
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Hello everyone:
A while back someone posted
a
description of a work as "dangerous
writing"-a
great phrase and a high
compliment,
I'm sure.
My questions to the list are: what
qualities
does a writers' work have to have
in
order for it to be dangerous? What was
dangerous
about the beats' writings, and
is it
enough just to upset the status quo or
does
something else have to be present?
Are
there any dangerous writers today?
Finally,
is it possible to be mainstream
(Anne
Rice? Eric Lustbader?) and still be
dangerous?
I look forward to your
feedback,
either to the list or in private.
I hope
you've all had a great week and
are
looking forward to the weekend.
My best,
Chimera
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 20:02:48 -0400
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On Thu,
7 Aug 1997, Neil Hennessy wrote:
>
Someone even wrote an essay about 10 years ago called "The Last Words of
>
William S. Burroughs", so I figure it's as valid an enquiry as any.
Does
anyone have a copy of this, or know where one exists? As many of you
undoubtedly
are, I'm interested in what William's parting shot was -- as
well as
Ginsberg's. I'd first heard it was "toodle-oo," but then I recall
reading
something else somewhere, so I ain't got no clue.
bye,
m
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Chimera
writ:
<<
> My questions to the list are:
[snip]
>is
it enough just to upset the status quo or
>does
something else have to be present?
>>
Am
right in the middle of Salvador Dali's "Early Years". Was
interesting
to read that he was threatening to his native Catalan not
necessarily
because he treated his paintings with a "cubist/surrealist"
style,
but because he _also_ painted in a classical "naturalistic"
manner. He would exhibit both styles of painting at
the same time. =20
Some
people criticized him as fake or pass=E9, some attacked him for not
being
"domestic" enough. But to
find out that the real criticisms were
based
on his dualities and flagrancies of style, now that is
interesting. Kinda goes back to what the whole
"corporate" argument was
about. It's all right to be traditional or against
the status quo, but
to be
both at the same time!! Mon Dieu!
How
this relates to the "beats" I'm not exactly sure.
>> Chimera
Douglas
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i'm
back safely in salina kansas and just woke from a siesta and vaguely
know
where i am. while i was asleep my
step-mother whose maiden name is
seward
and is related to lincoln's secretary of state somewhere along
the old
family tree e-mailed me and wondered where the seward in william
burroughs
name came from. i typed out the bit of
information i found in
literary
outlaw. it wasn't clear whether the
line about hope was
related
to the 1857 or the 1914 birthed WSB.
At any
rate, if anyone out there knows additional information about the
roots
of William Burroughs' middle name "Seward" beyond the biography's
sketchy
details, i'd appreciate any backchannels so that i can pass them
on to
my step-mother and her mother in Ark City.
sincerely,
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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Leon
Tabory wrote:
>
>
http://www.bigtable.com/primer/0011g.html
>
>
Randy, If you look up our friend Luke Kelly's amazing Burroughs site
>
cum cutup machine, you will find the above url in the extensive Primer
>
section.
>
> It
reviews Burroughs' 1970 screenplay "The Last Words of Dutch Schultz",
>
nee Arthur Flegenheimer. I assume Kelly is the Reviewer. He points out
>
fascinating similarities in Dutch's last words to Burroughs' cut up
>
compositions
>
>
Mike Rice wrote:
>
>
>
> At 03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, you wrote:
>
> >> > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last
Words of
>
> >> > William S. Burroughs?
>
> >>
>
> >> "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
>
> > don't mean to sound skeptical but
>
> >how do you know? were you there? who was Arthur Fleignheimer?
>
> >confused and tired~ good morning all
>
> >randy
>
> >
>
> >
>
>
>
> Arthur Fleigenheimer is the real name of
>
> the mobster Dutch Schultz. Whoever
wrote
>
> this is kidding.
>
>
>
> Mike
>
> .-
to hear
some of LWDS try the Spare Ass Annie cd
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 18:26:59 -0700
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stolen
from another list::
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Sender:
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Date:
Thu, 7 Aug 1997 23:27:53 +0100
To:
jgballard@simons-rock.edu
From:
houghtong@globalnet.co.uk (Gerald Houghton)
Subject:
A hard habit to break...
Sender:
owner-jgballard@simons-rock.edu
I was
expecting someone else would bring this up, but since no one has...
JGB
penned an obituary from William S. Burroughs in 'The Guardian' newspaper
(Monday
August 4). Some of what he said:
"That
William Burroughs lived to such an immense asge is a tribute to the
rejuvinating
powers of a mis-spent life. More than half a century of heavy
drug
use failed to dim either his remarkably sharp mind or his dryly
crackling
humour...He changed little over the decades,a nd hardly needed to
- his weird
genius was the perfect mirror of his times, and made him the
most
important and original writer since the second world war. Now we are
left
with the career novelists."
Gerald
Houghton
e-mail:
houghtong@globalnet.co.uk
The
Edge magazine homepage:
http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~houghtong/edge1.htm
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step
aside, and let the man go thru
| { - |
----> let the man go thru
| /\ |
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On Thu,
7 Aug 1997, Mike Rice wrote:
> At
03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, someone or other wrote:
>
> > > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last
Words
>
> > > of William S. Burroughs?
Michael
Brown wrote:
>
> > "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
Randy
wrote:
>
> don't mean to sound skeptical but how do you know? were you there?
>
> who was Arthur Fleignheimer confused and tired~ good morning all
I
didn't mean it literally. "Arthur Fleigenheimer" is the refrain that
echoes
through (and is the last words heard in) one of Burroughs's most
striking
works: the screenplay of _The Last Words of Dutch Schultz_.
>
Arthur Fleigenheimer is the real name of the mobster Dutch Schultz.
>
Whoever wrote this is kidding.
I
wasn't kidding, either. It was meant neither literally nor comically.
Nor
symbolically. Whatever were Burrough's last words, they had resonance.
+ -- +
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
+ -- +
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
"Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
recordings."
- William S.
Burroughs
(quoted from
memory)
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Date: Thu, 7 Aug 1997 22:29:28 -0700
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His
last words were "a man has wept and never dashed a thousand kims, Joan,
I'm
sorry".
At
08:43 PM 8/7/97 -0700, you wrote:
>On
Thu, 7 Aug 1997, Mike Rice wrote:
>
>>
At 03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, someone or other wrote:
>
>>
> > > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last
Words
>>
> > > of William S. Burroughs?
>
>Michael
Brown wrote:
>
>>
> > "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
>
>Randy
wrote:
>
>>
> don't mean to sound skeptical but how do you know? were you there?
>>
> who was Arthur Fleignheimer confused and tired~ good morning all
>
>I
didn't mean it literally. "Arthur Fleigenheimer" is the refrain that
>echoes
through (and is the last words heard in) one of Burroughs's most
>striking
works: the screenplay of _The Last Words of Dutch Schultz_.
>
>>
Arthur Fleigenheimer is the real name of the mobster Dutch Schultz.
>>
Whoever wrote this is kidding.
>
>I
wasn't kidding, either. It was meant neither literally nor comically.
>Nor
symbolically. Whatever were Burrough's last words, they had resonance.
>
>
>
>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
> Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
>
> "Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
> not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
> the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
> recordings."
> - William S.
Burroughs
> (quoted from
memory)
>
>
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Breath
and I drove from Lawerence to St. Louis listening to the
recording
of Naked Lunch that a Beat-l member sent for the trip. Which
it was
as the orange blue chromium sun sat at the river of the Western
Lands.
We're
back in Columbus listening to some Doors tapes.
Thanks
to those members of the list who took up a collection for us and
to
David and Patricia for good times.
The
service for Burroughs was dignified, proper and filled with a broad
spectum
of people who came to pay their last respects.James Grauerholtz
paid
tribute; His mother sang. Those who wanted, passed by the open
coffin.
Bill's hat was placed on the coffin facing him. The music was
varied.
(more later) A farewell card with B's signature note was given
to all.
The service was non-denominational. It was held at a theatre
(Liberty
Hall) on the main Drag in Lawerence. It seemed church-like, but
some of
B's own sermons were played on tape. I thought it had an slight
vaudelville
hue to it. B was smiling.
Afterwards,
James, Jim McCrary, John Giorno and other dignitaries
mingled
with a good crowd at a bar (Replay). James asked me nervously if
it went
all right. Yes. James. I was going to put the touch on him for
some
bread to get back East, then I remembered one of the songs at the
service
was "Minnie the Moocher."
I can
say that Mr. Burroughs was a Johnson last time I saw him. As he
signed
my son's copy of Western Lands he said," And I have something for
you." He said it would kick in about the time I
get past Kansas City.
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I don't
know any of you well but had the pleasure of meeting and being
and
hostess-ed by a few, thank you, i'm grateful to meet more good
people.
I
wanted to note that there was little something for everyone in the
diversified
group at the not-so-traditional yet traditional service.
Noone
at the gathering seemed too sure what the tone would be to begin
with (I
sure wasn't) but eventually it seemed to set itself. Everyone
finally
settled into a respectful but not stuffy air.
I
personally was moved by James Grauerholtz' sincere contribution to the
program.
The music was perfect.
And WSB
did appear to enjoy it.
Thank
you all for being so receptive, it was a pleasure to visit the
beat
motel, I hope not the only(last) time. (we only have 650 miles to
go
before we sleep...)
breath
P.S.
John Giorno said that Mr. Burrough's sword cane, a gift to B from
our
S.Clay Wilson, had been put in in casket.
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Subject: Re: annotated howl, OTR reruns and other
such stuff
The
annotated Howl is a pretty cool book.
Reproductions of numerous drafts
and
versions of Howl. Interesting to see
how Ginsy changed it over time...
the
scribbles, deletions, additions and notes...
We have
it in stock in oversized paper... $17.50.
See our
website or call our toll free number.
Jerry
Cimino
www.kerouac.com
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dear
friends,
at the
end of the 1970s William Seward Burroughs wrote an article
in
which he imagined the capability of a State for the homosexuals.
he
takes the Chinese TONG as ones's model.
the
WSB's article took as starting point a crime news occured
on 27th
nov 1978. Harvey Milk, a San Francisco municipal councillor,
was
massacred together with the mayor George Moscone.
Dan
White, the murderer, was convicted at a paltry term of punishment.
after
the shocking sentence, in San Francisco there was a riot,
sani,
Rinaldo.
*
"Un'utopia
fascinosa, ma irrealizabile. In fondo William Burroughs
ha
sempre avuto un piede nel futuro. Accadde in un piccolo paese
della
California verso la fine degli anni Sessanta. Un gruppo di
gay
penso' di mettere in piedi una forma di autogoverno, ma
l'iniziativa
venne reclamizzata troppo e le autorita' locali
opposero
tali difficolta' che l'idea naufrago'. Anche in Italia
un
illustre pensatore cattolico si augurava che lo Stato Italiano
concedesse
ai gay un'isola disabitata.---Angelo Pezzana
interviewed
by the newspaper ''la Repubblica'', 8th aug 1997"
*
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And now
the sick man opened his eyes again and looked for a long while
into
his friend's face. He said farewell
with his eyes. And with a
sudden
movement, as though he were trying to shake his head, he
whispered:
'But how will you die when your time comes, Narcissus, since
you
have no mother? Without a mother, one
cannot love. Without a
mother,
one cannot die.' What he murmurred
after that could not be
understood. Those last two days Narcissus sat by his bed
day and night,
watching
his life ebb away. Goldmund's last
words burned like fire in
his
heart.
But
sometimes when i find the key and climb deep into myself where the
images
of fate lie aslumber in the dark mirror, i need only ben over
that
dark mirror to behold my own image, now completely resembling him,
my
brother, my master.
No
longer knowing whether time existed, whether this display had lasted
a
second or a hundred years, whether there was a Siddhartha, or a
Gotama,
a Self and others ...He smiled peacefully and gently, perhaps
very
graciously, perhaps very mockingly, exactly as the Illustrious One
had
smiled. Govinda bowed low. Incontrollable tears trickled down his
old
face. He was overwhelmed by a feeling
of great love, of the most
humble
veneration. He bowed low, right down to
the ground, in front of
the man
sitting there motionless, whose smile reminded him of everything
that
had ever been of value and holy in his life.
some
words from spiritual uncle hermann hesse that hit me here and there
but not
quite on the mark - not silencing the many marks pouncing up and
down
from hither and yon wondering about the famous Last Words and i
woke up
this morning and thought ... William Burroughs' last words would
not be
spoken would they? Probably not even
the last written words. . .
will do
the trick. The few that can read the
expressions in a face from
years
of interpersonal interaction so close that it is intrapersonal the
novel
of a raised brow, the comedy of a lip moving, perhaps they can
move
somewhere to the last words for those who want the last and if they
won't
talk about it then perhaps it is because the answer is silence. .
. . or
maybe we need to bring in a good palm reader to dig up these
secrets!!!
I
understood it all. I understood
Pablo. I understood Mozart, and
somewhere
behind me I heard his ghastly laughter.
I knew that all the
hundred
thousand pieces of life's game were in my pocket. A glimpse of
its
meaning had stirred my reason and i was determined to begin the game
afresh. I would sample its tortures once more and
shudder again at its
senselessness. I would traverse not once more, but often,
the hell of
my
inner being. One day i would be a
better hand at the game. One day
i would
learn how to laugh. Pablo was waiting
for me, and Mozart too.
Walked
in the apartment to the same phsyical disaster of the closets
half
cleaned out and sorted once again.
Looks like I drew the same damn
hand
again. Shit. I was hopin for a YAHTZEE or something. I took a
long
nap.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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On Fri,
8 Aug 1997, Rinaldo Rasa wrote:
> at
the end of the 1970s William Seward Burroughs wrote an article
> in
which he imagined the capability of a State for the homosexuals.
Is
"A Gay State" the name of this article? If not, what is? Where
can I
find
it? Has it been published in one of his
books/collections?
------------------
Alex
Howard (704)264-8259 Appalachian State
University
kh14586@acs.appstate.edu P.O. Box 12149
http://www.acs.appstate.edu/~kh14586 Boone, NC 28608
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"Timothy
K. Gallaher" wrote:
>His
last words were "a man has wept and never dashed a thousand kims, Joan,
>I'm
sorry".
>
>
>
>At
08:43 PM 8/7/97 -0700, you wrote:
>>On
Thu, 7 Aug 1997, Mike Rice wrote:
>>
>>>
At 03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, someone or other wrote:
>>
>>>
> > > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last
Words
>>>
> > > of William S. Burroughs?
>>
>>Michael
Brown wrote:
>>
>>>
> > "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
>>
>>Randy
wrote:
>>
>>>
> don't mean to sound skeptical but how do you know? were you there?
>>>
> who was Arthur Fleignheimer confused and tired~ good morning all
>>
>>I
didn't mean it literally. "Arthur Fleigenheimer" is the refrain that
>>echoes
through (and is the last words heard in) one of Burroughs's most
>>striking
works: the screenplay of _The Last Words of Dutch Schultz_.
>>
>>>
Arthur Fleigenheimer is the real name of the mobster Dutch Schultz.
>>>
Whoever wrote this is kidding.
>>
>>I
wasn't kidding, either. It was meant neither literally nor comically.
>>Nor
symbolically. Whatever were Burrough's last words, they had resonance.
>>
>>
>>
>>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
>> Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
>>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
>>
>> "Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
>> not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
>> the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
>> recordings."
>> - William S.
Burroughs
>> (quoted from memory)
>>
>>
is this
just another joke? that thousand kims thing sounds familiar, but if
it is
from something he wrote, i can't identify it. by the way, is
Burroughs
being buried in Lawrence? i know someone can answer this for me.
leo
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Alex,
the
WSB's article is written in the book
''Gay
Spirit, Mith and Meaning'' by Mark Thompson
printed
in 1987, sorry i've no idea 'bout the publishing house,
in the
quoted article, Burroughs whish a Gay State
comparing
it with Israel (or Israelite State),
i dunno
the exact title of the article, but the
Burroghs'
idea is matched, i.e. the gay-TONG demands a
hard
work and discipline, everyone is defended by
patrols
working 24 hours a day,
sani
tosac,
Rinaldo.
At
12.56 08/08/97 -0400, Alex Howard <kh14586@ACS.APPSTATE.EDU> wrote:
>On
Fri, 8 Aug 1997, Rinaldo Rasa wrote:
>
>>
at the end of the 1970s William Seward Burroughs wrote an article
>>
in which he imagined the capability of a State for the homosexuals.
>
>Is
"A Gay State" the name of this article? If not, what is? Where
can I
>find
it? Has it been published in one of his
books/collections?
>
>------------------
>Alex
Howard (704)264-8259 Appalachian State
University
>kh14586@acs.appstate.edu P.O. Box 12149
>http://www.acs.appstate.edu/~kh14586 Boone, NC 28608
>
>
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Date: Fri, 8 Aug 1997 11:27:02 -0700
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bottom)
At
12:03 PM 8/8/97 -0500, you wrote:
>"Timothy
K. Gallaher" wrote:
>
>>His
last words were "a man has wept and never dashed a thousand kims, Joan,
>>I'm
sorry".
>>
>>
>>
>>At
08:43 PM 8/7/97 -0700, you wrote:
>>>On
Thu, 7 Aug 1997, Mike Rice wrote:
>>>
>>>>
At 03:35 AM 8/7/97 +0000, someone or other wrote:
>>>
>>>>
> > > I guess the only question that remains is what were The Last
Words
>>>>
> > > of William S. Burroughs?
>>>
>>>Michael
Brown wrote:
>>>
>>>>
> > "Arthur...Fleigenheimer..."
>>>
>>>Randy
wrote:
>>>
>>>>
> don't mean to sound skeptical but how do you know? were you there?
>>>>
> who was Arthur Fleignheimer confused and tired~ good morning all
>>>
>>>I
didn't mean it literally. "Arthur Fleigenheimer" is the refrain that
>>>echoes
through (and is the last words heard in) one of Burroughs's most
>>>striking
works: the screenplay of _The Last Words of Dutch Schultz_.
>>>
>>>>
Arthur Fleigenheimer is the real name of the mobster Dutch Schultz.
>>>>
Whoever wrote this is kidding.
>>>
>>>I
wasn't kidding, either. It was meant neither literally nor comically.
>>>Nor
symbolically. Whatever were Burrough's last words, they had resonance.
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
>>> Michael R. Brown foosi@global.california.com
>>>+
-- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- + -- +
>>>
>>> "Wittgenstein said that if the universe
is pre-recorded, the only thing
>>> not pre-recorded is those recordings
themselves. In my work,
>>> the cut-ups and all, I attempt to get at
the substance of the
>>> recordings."
>>> - William S.
Burroughs
>>> (quoted from memory)
>>>
>>>
>
>is
this just another joke? that thousand kims thing sounds familiar, but if
>it
is from something he wrote, i can't identify it. by the way, is
>Burroughs
being buried in Lawrence? i know someone can answer this for me.
>
>leo
>
>
Yes
this is also a flight of fancy (although I'd like to claim mea tulpa was
there
to record it)
In the
Last Words of Dutch Schultz, Schultz on his deathbed keeps saying "a
man has
never wept or dashed a thousand Kim" (something like that).
I
turned it around leaving out the first never.
Of
course Joan was his wife whom he killed.
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Sinverg=FCenza
wrote:
>=20
>
"Timothy K. Gallaher" wrote:
>=20
>
>His last words were "a man has wept and never dashed a thousand kims,
=
Joan,
>
>I'm sorry".
patricia
writes Tim, this isn't humor or accurate, i don't know what you
are
trying for here but attention but i am heartily sick of you. Your
post in
response to the announcement of williams death was stupid. To
act
like you know williams last word or jokingly make up like you might
is
stupid. To say nonsense isn't humorous.
s this
just another joke? that thousand kims thing sounds familiar, but
if
> it
is from something he wrote, i can't identify it. by the way, is
>
Burroughs being buried in Lawrence? i know someone can answer this for =
me.
>=20
>
leo
patricia
writes
William
was buried in family plot in Saint Louis Thurs. semi private
services
were held at the opera house in lawrence wed. night.It was with
an open
casket. lots of wakes are being held around the world and we
mourn
and celebrate together.
p
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Patricia
Elliott wrote:
>=20
>
Sinverg=FCenza wrote:
>
>
>
> "Timothy K. Gallaher" wrote:
>
>
>
> >His last words were "a man has wept and never dashed a thousand
kims=
, Joan,
>
> >I'm sorry".
>=20
>
patricia writes Tim, this isn't humor or accurate, i don't know what yo=
u
>
are trying for here but attention but i am heartily sick of you. Your
>
post in response to the announcement of williams death was stupid. To
>
act like you know williams last word or jokingly make up like you might
> is
stupid. To say nonsense isn't humorous.
>=20
> p
<applause
begins slowly a pitter here and a patter there from all parts
of the
globe and finally all join in a standing ovation for patricia's
kindly
frankness>
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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On the
program for WSB's memorial service at
http://www.bigtable.com/memorial/
there is a handwritten notation dated
August
1, 1997 as follows:
"Love?
What is it? Most natural painkiller
what there is. Love."
Is this
actually something WSB wrote the day before he died? Or is another
hoax/prank? Does anyone know?
Thanks,
Jym
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At
01:44 PM 8/8/97 -0500, you wrote:
>Patricia
Elliott wrote:
>>=20
>>
Sinverg=FCenza wrote:
>>
>
>>
> "Timothy K. Gallaher" wrote:
>>
>
>>
> >His last words were "a man has wept and never dashed a thousand
kims,
Joan,
>>
> >I'm sorry".
>>=20
>>
patricia writes Tim, this isn't humor or accurate, i don't know what you
>>
are trying for here but attention but i am heartily sick of you. Your
>>
post in response to the announcement of williams death was stupid. To
>>
act like you know williams last word or jokingly make up like you might
>>
is stupid. To say nonsense isn't humorous.
>>=20
>>
p
I love
you too. I remember this story my
friend told me. When the cops
came to
the house he and his buddies were living at one of the guys kepts
saying
to the Cops "If you want love, you can come in" over and over.
Eventually
the cops went away.
The
only thing I take some unbrage to is your comment about my original post
after
Burroughs death. As I recall I wrote
about the time I went ot see him
read
and my friend bummed a smoke off him and we smoked it. (Very similar
to
after Ginsberg died and I added my story to the influx of my only meeting
with
him). Also I mentioned a recording of
Burroughs called "Nothing Here
but the
Recordings". =20
I
wonder why the other Dutch Schultz take off on Bill's last words about
Flegenheim
didn't make you so sad.
I
actually think if his last words were about Joan (say I love you Joan or
I'm
sorry) it would be pretty nice.)
>
><applause
begins slowly a pitter here and a patter there from all parts
>of
the globe and finally all join in a standing ovation for patricia's
>kindly
frankness>
>
Hope
you are doing well David, take care.
>david
rhaesa
>salina,
Kansas
>
>
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'Old,
Weird America' Returns on CD
http://www.wired.com/news/news/culture/story/5896.html
Anyone
interested in where Allen Ginsberg got the three-tailed fish on his
Collected
Poems from, or where
Jerry
Garcia got some of his musical sensibility, or the past of American
music,
or the "folk revival," or multimedia pioneers, or Bob Dylan, or
Harry
Smith, or Greil Marcus'Invisible Republic, should check out this
story
of mine.
Enjoy! Feel free to link.
Steve
**********************************
Steve
Silberman
Senior
Culture Writer
WIRED
News
http://www.wired.com/
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Date: Fri, 8 Aug 1997 15:20:15 -0000
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i think
the constant people probing of William's last words is
ridiculous...thoughts
aren't always expressed...what if his last words
were
"an order of fries please"....and his last thought was
"government
sucking
cocks of Jazz America dope fiends licking taffy apple toliet
water..."
lets
keep his last words, thoughts or ideas holy in his WSB remains...
Jason
"donutman" Helfman
Three-Ring
Creations
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Date: Fri, 8 Aug 1997 14:02:44 -0700
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you
wrote:
>>
I turned it around leaving out the first never.
and in
discourse:
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
There
are those that don't care for right answers
putting
dick where asshole's face once was
respecting
nothing, skating over the surface
mishandling
information like a baby sack cloth
flour
to be mixed and mingled and baked
as half
empty stomach and undigested literature
filled
two eyes with tears and loss
mad
like a planet's subrevolution
drunk
and mad like a midtown taxi driver
searching
for elegant solutions
where
quiet and silence oughta be
LONG
LIVE W.S. BURROUGHS!
=-=-=-=
so my
question: <ahem> if this is a
wake
when
can we starting singing and dancing?
"I might like you better if we
slept together
I might like you better if we slept
together
Baby... <<Never say
Never!!>>"
-- attribution/title unknown
(female vocals)
I also
wanna hear more WSB stories! Please?
>Douglas
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From: Diane De Rooy <Ddrooy@AOL.COM>
Subject: Lowell Celebrates You?
I have
a cheap ticket to fly roundtrip, Seattle to Boston, leaving Monday,
9/29
and returning Monday, 10/6.
Anyone
within a few-hundred miles of Seattle who might be interested in going
to
Lowell for the festival, I'll make you a screamin' deal.
It's
also possible the flight of origin and the return can be switched at no
cost to
Portland or San Francisco. I'd certainly be willing to check for you,
and if
it's within my power, make it happen.
Additionally,
I have a bunch of listings for accommodations around Lowell (I
was
looking at kitchenettes... thought that would be fun, about $150/week,
beats
the hell out of anything else and you get to eat cheap), as well as
kerouac
friends there (some of whom are on the list), and as an old hippie,
I'd dig
making connections for you.
To make
the deal completely irresistible, for anyone who wanted to fly out of
Seattle,
you can crash here and I'll take you to and from the airport.
You're
never going to get a better deal than that.
email
me if you're interested.
diane
de rooy
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Date: Fri, 8 Aug 1997 19:11:05 -0400
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On Fri,
8 Aug 1997, jgh3ring wrote:
> i
think the constant people probing of William's last words is
>
ridiculous...
...
hence Burroughs' constant probing of other peoples' last words,
and
every use he made of them in his writing, was ridiculous too. Last
Words
figure prominently in his work, from Dutch Schultz onward. To
me,
wanting to know Burroughs' last words to me is a kind of tribute.
>
thoughts aren't always expressed...what if his last words
>
were "an order of fries please"....and his last thought was
"government
>
sucking cocks of Jazz America dope fiends licking taffy apple toliet
>
water..."
>
> lets
keep his last words, thoughts or ideas holy in his WSB remains...
His
words are his remains: "In space any number of painters can dance on
the end
of a brush, and the writer makes a soundless bow and disappears
into
the alphabet"
Last
Words are one of the holiest and most potent entities in the
Burroughsian
universe. ("entities" because language is a virus) Wanting to
know
his last words is not some kind of peep-show violation of his
remains,
but an application of principles he lived by and was fascinated
by.
>From
"An Epitaph", a Foreword written for _The Victim's Datebook_:
Suppose this is a day a victim dies --
not just any victim but one
with
whom you especially identify. Be careful. This is a dangerous day
for
you. Remember, those who are ignorant of history are condemned to
repeat
it. The more you know about the victim and his or her death, the
better.
What was the cause of death? What day of the week? What else
happened
on that day? Last words? I know from a book, The Death of Jesse
James,
that he died on Monday, April 3, 1882, and the temperature was 46
degrees.
He was shot while he had taken his guns off to clean a picture.
"That picture's awful
dusty," were his last words.
Well, if you identify with Jesse
James, don't let your
mother-in-law
talk you up a ladder to dust off a picture on April 3.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
In
Burroughs' magical universe, Last Words are one of the most potent
magics,
and in asking for his, I am honouring his memory.
If I
have offended you or anyone by going to Burroughs' writing for clues
on how
to help me deal with his death, I most sincerely apologize.
Since I
was the person who first asked the question, I felt it necessary
to
explicate why I asked it. Like Patricia, I was distressed at the levity
people
took with what was an earnest request, that for a major Burroughs
admirer
might help bring some closure. My request was only made out of
devotion
to Burroughs' art, and his outlook on life and death. I was off
the
list for a while, and I don't recognise a lot of people on the list
now,
but anyone who knows me through my BEAT-L posts can tell you I treat
Burroughs,
and now his memory, with the utmost regard and respect. I only
had the
privilege of meeting him once, but his death hit me hard. What
do you
do when the artist you admire most in the world dies? I turned to
his
work.
Neil
Hennessy
"A
writer's will is the winds of dead calm in the Western Lands."
Walk
well in the Western Lands William S. Burroughs
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Date: Fri, 8 Aug 1997 17:32:52 -0700
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Neil
Hennesey wrote:
>
>
Last Words are one of the holiest and most potent entities in the
>
Burroughsian universe. ("entities" because language is a virus)
Wanting to
>
know his last words is not some kind of peep-show violation of his
>
remains, but an application of principles he lived by and was fascinated
>
by.
>
As I am
sure Neil knows, a fascination with last words is certainly not
new
with WSB. He rediscovered something the
literary tradition had
forgotten. From at least the 16th century through the
19th it was
common
to see compilations of famous last words. I can't think of
medeaval
examples at the moment, but expect them to be there. And don't
forget
Plato on the death of Socrates. The
assumption was that in some
ways
last words crystallized what these notables had learned from their
lives. That in their time of dying, looking forward
into the next world
they
were able to see things more clearly.
In a
sense Burroughs resurrected this tradition in a world now without
god.
J.
Stauffer
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Was
Burroughs cremated? I cant imagine he'd
want to beburied in some
cemetary
in Lawrence, Kansas amongst the same society he rejected most of
his
life.
Better
to be cremated and have his ashes taken back to Tangier or something.
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again,
stolen from the JG Ballard list.
props
to G. Haughton for typing and posting
Douglas
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To:
jgballard@simons-rock.edu
From:
houghtong@globalnet.co.uk (Gerald Houghton)
Subject:
Laundry vans and tattooed love boys...
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I knew
I'd end up doing the rest of this too. Thank god it's only short.
Anything
that looks to be a mistake is actually an example of Burroughsian
cut-up
techniques. Honest.
-----------------------------------
JGB's
obituary from William S. Burroughs in 'The Guardian' newspaper (Monday
August
4):
"That
William Burroughs lived to such an immense age is a tribute to the
rejuvinating
powers of a mis-spent life. More than half a century of heavy
drug
use failed to dim either his remarkably sharp mind or his dryly
crackling
humour. When I last saw him in London a few years ago he was
stooped
and easily tired, but little different from the already legendary
figure
I first met in the early 1960s at his service flat in Duke Street, St
James.
"Esquire
had asked me to write a profile of him, but Burroughs, though
courteous,
was very suspicious. The baleful power of media empires already
obsessed
him. While his young boyfriend, "love" and "hate" tattooed
on his
knuckles,
carved a roast chicken, Burroughs described the most effectively
way to
stab a man to death. All the while he kept an eye on the doors and
windows.
"The CIA are watching me," he confided. "They park their laundry
vans in
the street outside."
"I
don't think he was having me on. His imagination was filled with bizarre
lore
culled from Believe It Or Not features, police pulps and - in the case,
I
assume, of the laundry vans - Hollywood spy movies of the cold war years.
When
Burroughs talked about Time magaine's conspiracy to take over the world
he
meant it literally.
"I
turned down the Esquire assignment, realising that nothing I wrote could
remotely
do justice to Burroughs's magnificently paranoid imagination. He
changed
little over the decades, and hardly needed to - his weird genius was
the
perfect mirror of his times, and made him the most important and
original
writer since the second world war. Now we are left with the career
novelists."
--------------------------------------------------
Just
imagine that scene - the venerable junky, the middle-class English
writer
and the love/hate boy. Sounds like somthing from A Will Self short
story.
Or with the chicken - 'Eraserhead'...
Gerald
Houghton
e-mail:
houghtong@globalnet.co.uk
The
Edge magazine homepage:
http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~houghtong/edge1.htm
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Date: Sat, 9 Aug 1997 01:20:58 UT
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Speaking
of Last Words... does anyone know if
the movie "Hoodlums" that's
coming
out with Laurence Fishburne and Tim Roth (as Dutch Schulz) is based on
WSB's
book? just saw posters for the first
time today.
ciao,
sherri
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Date: Fri, 8 Aug 1997 21:41:54 -0500
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Date: Sat, 9 Aug 1997 13:26:10 +0800
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>From: Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>
>Subject:
A Gay State.
>
>dear
friends,
>
>at
the end of the 1970s William Seward Burroughs wrote an article
>in
which he imagined the capability of a State for the homosexuals.
>he
takes the Chinese TONG as ones's model.
What is
the Chinese TONG?
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Date: Sat, 9 Aug 1997 01:08:42 -0700
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Neil
Hennessy wrote:
>
> On
Fri, 8 Aug 1997, jgh3ring wrote:
>
>
> i think the constant people probing of William's last words is
>
> ridiculous...
>
>
... hence Burroughs' constant probing of other peoples' last words,
>
and every use he made of them in his writing, was ridiculous too. Last
>
Words figure prominently in his work, from Dutch Schultz onward. To
>
me, wanting to know Burroughs' last words to me is a kind of tribute.
>
>
> thoughts aren't always expressed...what if his last words
>
> were "an order of fries please"....and his last thought was
"government
> >
sucking cocks of Jazz America dope fiends licking taffy apple toliet
>
> water..."
>
>
>
> lets keep his last words, thoughts or ideas holy in his WSB remains...
>
>
His words are his remains: "In space any number of painters can dance on
>
the end of a brush, and the writer makes a soundless bow and disappears
>
into the alphabet"
>
>
Last Words are one of the holiest and most potent entities in the
>
Burroughsian universe. ("entities" because language is a virus)
Wanting to
>
know his last words is not some kind of peep-show violation of his
>
remains, but an application of principles he lived by and was fascinated
>
by.
>
>
>From "An Epitaph", a Foreword written for _The Victim's
Datebook_:
>
> Suppose this is a day a victim dies
-- not just any victim but one
>
with whom you especially identify. Be careful. This is a dangerous day
>
for you. Remember, those who are ignorant of history are condemned to
>
repeat it. The more you know about the victim and his or her death, the
>
better. What was the cause of death? What day of the week? What else
>
happened on that day? Last words? I know from a book, The Death of Jesse
>
James, that he died on Monday, April 3, 1882, and the temperature was 46
>
degrees. He was shot while he had taken his guns off to clean a picture.
> "That picture's awful
dusty," were his last words.
> Well, if you identify with Jesse
James, don't let your
>
mother-in-law talk you up a ladder to dust off a picture on April 3.
>
>
------------------------------------------------------------------------
>
> In
Burroughs' magical universe, Last Words are one of the most potent
>
magics, and in asking for his, I am honouring his memory.
>
> If
I have offended you or anyone by going to Burroughs' writing for clues
> on
how to help me deal with his death, I most sincerely apologize.
>
>
Since I was the person who first asked the question, I felt it necessary
> to
explicate why I asked it. Like Patricia, I was distressed at the levity
>
people took with what was an earnest request, that for a major Burroughs
>
admirer might help bring some closure. My request was only made out of
>
devotion to Burroughs' art, and his outlook on life and death. I was off
>
the list for a while, and I don't recognise a lot of people on the list
>
now, but anyone who knows me through my BEAT-L posts can tell you I treat
>
Burroughs, and now his memory, with the utmost regard and respect. I only
>
had the privilege of meeting him once, but his death hit me hard. What
> do
you do when the artist you admire most in the world dies? I turned to
>
his work.
>
>
Neil Hennessy
>
>
"A writer's will is the winds of dead calm in the Western Lands."
>
Walk well in the Western Lands William S. Burroughs
> .-
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Congratulations
Neil,
You
made your point superbly. Seems the moment Burroughs died our group
came
alive with a passion for last words. Makes me think
about
those tapes that the guards pointed at Arthur Fegenheimer who was
finally
trapped by them, but not for long. He about to be released from
life
itself. The reason guards in his head giving up control. I can see
Burroughs
having a hell of a time digging in and cutting up those tapes.
Maybe
we can persuade Luke Kelly to put our list-last-words-posts
through
his cutup machine. I see you had a hand in encouraging him to do
those
cutup experiments. These are no last words though. More like who
is
going to have the last word. Reason brought to bear rather than
finally
yielding. Besides I don't know how he manages to find the time
to do
all that he is doing already.
I am no
expert on Borroughs. I only read some of Luke Kelly's
fascinating
cutups. The preliminary results of his experiments that you
encouraged
him to do. Enough though to convince me that he would relate
with
the folks who don't worry none about socially acceptable reasons
for
coming out with what's on their minds. As for myself for instance, I
imagine
it would be an extreme stroke of luck if I would get a chance to
listen
to my last words and not worry about any embarrassments should
they
turn out to be about piss or shit or some even less acceptable
baggage
that permanently accompanied my life.
I know
people who believe that in the last moment of life you can get a
bathed
in an illumination that parades your entire life before you, and
suppose
none of what I considered important turned out to be? Would I
rather
nobody knew about it? Seems unlikely for a man whose life work
was
trying to communicate what he saw, no matter what he saw, and he was
not
looking away. He dragged himself through the gutter and did not
hesitate
to tell all about it to folks who were not necessarily
comfortable
about hearing all that.
It is
quite possible that the last words have a lot to say that can shed
a lot
of light. Even if the last attentions were to matters quite
insignificant,
maybe even shameful. That would not diminish in the least
the
stature of his life, that he was dedicated to communicate. It would
tell us
a bit about how it ended. I hope to hear about his last days as
well.
It would be nice. And thank you James for reminding us that last
words
were not a sleazy preoccupation invented by Burroughs.
Since I
am in a thankful mode, let me not forget Bill Gargan who started
this
list. I think it is much more fertile ground to grow than we yet
know.
All our feelings and knowledge are put to good use. Very good use
I
think. We can all grow in this richly fertilized garden. We can make
room
for everyone who wants to say something. Erudite scholars, fiery
poets,
and some of us who react whichever way our muse shines on us,
even
with something that strikes many of us as poor jokes in poor taste.
Quite a
resonance and tribute to Bill Burroughs.
leon
> .-
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hi
neil: we dont often cross paths on the list, but i did want to tell you
right
out loud that your posts on burroughs are amazing, and that i am
sorry
your question got picked up and thrown about the list. your posts and
therefore
you, in your posts, are clear, direct and authentic.
just wanted
to add my 2 cents on this now crazy thread.
mc
>In
Burroughs' magical universe, Last Words are one of the most potent
>magics,
and in asking for his, I am honouring his memory.
>(snip)
>Since
I was the person who first asked the question, I felt it necessary
>to
explicate why I asked it. Like Patricia, I was distressed at the levity
>people
took with what was an earnest request, that for a major Burroughs
>admirer
might help bring some closure. My request was only made out of
>devotion
to Burroughs' art, and his outlook on life and death. I was off
>the
list for a while, and I don't recognise a lot of people on the list
>now,
but anyone who knows me through my BEAT-L posts can tell you I treat
>Burroughs,
and now his memory, with the utmost regard and respect. I only
>had
the privilege of meeting him once, but his death hit me hard. What
>do
you do when the artist you admire most in the world dies? I turned to
>his
work.
>
>Neil
Hennessy
>
>"A
writer's will is the winds of dead calm in the Western Lands."
>Walk
well in the Western Lands William S. Burroughs
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from Mississippi 1992 david b. rhaesa
my feet
had wings and I saw that old Iowa pastor turned into a Brazos
bear
sitting in the middle of the bridge - the gatekeeper on the
Mississippi
and I wondered what ever happened to Tom Padgett? He gave
me the
Gandhi book and I saw Gandhi and Hitler in a room and Kerouac and
Burroughs
we taking notes and Churchill was climbing on the curtains
bringiing
them down and proclaiming the iron dark truth but Gandhi
melted
Hitler like Dorothy melted the wicked witch and then we all
clicked
our heels together and we were back in Kansas.
River City
Reunion. And we=92ll play cards this weekend down at
Quantrill=92s ... A=
nd
maybe
next weekend head out west to Coronado Heights.
we
caught up with Ginsberg at Corondao Heights and headed southwest to
Dodge
City, Gunsmoke and the OK Corrall or was the OK in some other town
maybe
old Abilene ... the thing about corralls is that they all look
alike=20
dirt
and fences
fences
and dirt
And
Jack and I were flying to L.A. reading Winnie the Pooh - a gift from
the
auburn ghost - just after that fateful Christmas and the fateful
Denny=92s
proposal and the woman next to me used to play with a friend in
the
woods behind Milne=92s old house where Christopher Robin played with
Owl and
Eyeore and the Pioneer and I tripped over Piglet and realized he
had a
hidden past something like mass murder we can=92t be sure until we
read
Hoffman=92s next book.
And
what was Ginsberg up to during all this?
Probably reading the Kama
Sutra
in Boulder to one of Burroughs=92 cats as they fell from the rafter=
s
and did
J.D. Salinger have cats too and what were their names? Did you
have a
friend on the good Reuben James? Did
you have a friend on the
Partridge
Family?
What a
Friend we have in Reuben Kincaid the church choir sings as the
Brady
Bunch and the Partridge Family play battle of the bands on
Saturday
Night Live and the bionic woman and Mindy play with me in bed.
The
phone rings and it=92s Tim Leary calling from Alcatraz. He says that
the
world is on a bad trip and the psychedelic veterans need to talk it
down -
so I agree to help and the world turns inside out as the British
play
the World Turned Upside Down as they surrendered at Yorktown and
the
same line reappears like some phantom in a jimi hendrix song - words
about
numbers if 2 were six and seventeen was sixty-six - or sixty one.
like
highway 61. I wonder what happened on
Highway 61 on the first
visit?
=20
Burroughs
tells me I think too much and I ask him what he thinks about
between
books, between injections, between the notes of the William Tell
Overture
... tell us William what do you think about? =20
Does a
sponge think?
Is that
a medical question or a metaphysical one?
And did
Darrow really say that thing about the sponge or was it just a
line in
a play like Isaiah saying that troubling your own house inherits
the
wind - and if the answers are blowing in the wind wouldn=92t it be a
good
thing to inherit? and I wonder how the
IRS would tax me for it?
What if
Isaiah was really just joking and nobody realized it? ...and
then
when they took him serious he started to believe it himself like
when
Gypsy Daisy and the Sorcerer made me believe that I really could
make it
rain and when I played the ascension chapel piano during the
wedding
rehearsal and made it snow I spun out of control.
I
remember crashing in the basement and Roy Orbison was there talking
about
loneliness and Burroughs was there talking about something
somebody
would say next month at the National Press Club meeting in
Tangier
and they punched six six six into the CD player and Bobbie sang
Ballad
of a Thin Man and when I sang it later at the hospital while
circling
the rasti-man that someone called Crazy Eddie he hit me but
told me
later he didn=92t mean it that he was signaled by two
psychiatrists
in between his lecture on parapsychology at Boston
University.
Ronald
Reagan=92s smiling on my wall and it=92s 1965 and he=92s saying=20
=93Where=92s
the Rest of Me?=94 and Dylan=92s saying =93Something=92s hap=
pening
here
and you
don=92t know what it is, do you Mr. Jones=94
And Dylan looks at
Reagan
from the stairwell and says =93Sure you=92re happy, John Kennedy=92=
s
being
assasinated downstairs.=94 And Reagan
smiles and offers to sign hi=
s
book
=93Make Room for Nancy=94. and Dylan
says =93Nancy reminds me of La=
dy
MacBeth
=91Out Damn Spot and all of that=92=94 and Ronnie says thank you =
and
smiles
and waves and says God Bless America with Kate Smith singing in
the
background.
And the
Indigo Girls came to visit me at the hospital to bring me a
guitar
but the nurses wouldn=92t let me have it because Doctor Opie said
he
didn=92t want any hangings like when he was a cop and took Arlo=92s be=
lt
during
that whole Thanksgiving massacre bit...and I asked him why he
stopped
being a cop and became a psychiatrist and he mumbled something
about
plaster tire tracks footprints dog-smelling prints and blind
justice
and then I asked him if Stockbridge was near Lowell and if Jack
had
ever been through and if he had did he litter?
And Doc Opie just
looked
at me and spit some Haldol in my eye and told me to sleep well in
my
leather pajamas
so I
became a horse and broke through the straps and the patients were
scared
of me so I was really glad that the Indigo Girls decided to stay
around
and talk about Galilleo and Reincarnation and Southside said the
Catholic
church is getting better because they=92ve finally admitted that
Galilleo
wasn=92t so bad but they still don=92t think he should use a
condom. Why would they want him to reproduce if they
thought he was
evil? It just doesn=92t make sense sometimes ....
and I
ask the Indigos if they=92d like to visit some past lives with me.=20
And
they asked who they were and I said who do you want to be ...
because
the truth about the whole reincarnation thing is that we=92ve all
been
everybody because we=92re all connected in the collective unconsciou=
s
and no
matter how much you try to repress it thre=92s a little bit of
Charlie
Starkweather in all of us, a little bit of Lee Harvey Oswald and
a
little bit of Jesus, Gandhi and Shirley MacLaine.
The
Indigos just stared at me and said that they were in the middle of a
five
year plan and would wait until they looked back and laughed before
they
went shopping with Virginia Woolf for a pencil and Dylan is
mumbling
something about don=92t look back with Ginsberg in the corner in
a long
black veil and then they laugh and the Indigos point to the
Watchtower
and all sing =93Who=92s Afraid of Virginia Woolf=94 with Burto=
n and
Taylor
singing doo dahs in the background to the tune of =93Who=92s Afrai=
d
of the
Big Bad Wolf=94 like Barbara Streisand back when she was funny.
Bill
Burroughs was there in the hospital disguised as an old man with
polio. I caught him calling his bookie from his
room and went in to
warn
him about the addictions of gambling and he talked like it was just
a
normal business. the principles of
modern capitalism are based on
addiction
to gain whether in the accepted or the underground economy.=20
He
always makes me a think a bit.
My high
school principal was there. We used to
call him Lurch when
Calamity
and I were writing for Prairie Dogs underground newspaper =93The
Elevator:
Bringing the News Up From the Underground=94 back in Salina
Kansas. And when I called him Lurch on Christmas Eve
he and the boys
tied me
in leather and sang =93We Wish You A Merry Christmas=94 to the tu=
ne
of
=93Three Blind Mice=94.
The
priest was there, Dalmasse, disguised as a technician or nurse - I
could
never tell who was who. I told him
about the toy house in the
woods
outside Lawrence and the flames and about psychedelic veterans
working
together to take the world off the bad trip.
he told me about
his
dislexia. He seemed genuinely
interested in me, but had obviously
forgotten
the time a few years earlier when he proclaimed that I was
Alpha
and Omega in the Iowa Law School and I gave a brief lecture on
Universal
Implosion resulting from excessive paperclip consumption.
The
phone rings and it=92s David Lynch. I
say what=92s up and he says he=
=92s
thinking
about a film in Davenport and I invite him to come to 1012 last
weekend
for the poetry and tell him about Yahtzee and Joy will read
about
Thelma and Ted and Louise and Bill and Lynch says something about
Bob and
Ted and Carol and Alice and I tell him its the nineties and he
apologizes
and says he forgot and I tell him that I know several good
characters
and that the Cat mother says Davenport=92s a good town for a
movie
and he says he=92ll come in through the fire-escape at 2:30 Tuesday
morning. I=92ll have coffee on I say as I hang up and
put Twin Peaks in
the VCR
while listening to Clapton and the Band play random songs over
Kerouac
who=92s trapped in the cassette deck.
Hey
Jack! didn=92t Old Bull teach you how
to go through the tape deck an=
d
he says
something about the farmhouse and Buddha in O=92Hare under the
stars
and I tell him to go back to the Yahtzee game on Halloween and he
says
the cassette deck is a good place for a nap and that I should just
leave
him alone.
__________________
funny
how a frustrated rhetoric instructor can live a fantasy life with
all these
folks that is more real than the time spent in the classroom.=20
maybe
it isn't funny. For those who followed
firewalk and are searching
for
some chronology in my wanderings, most of these images would have
fallen
between the lines in Colt-45 about No Identity, No Sleep for four
days.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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At
13.26 09/08/97 +0800,
Sharon
Ngiam <mimosa@PACIFIC.NET.SG> wrote:
>What
is the Chinese TONG?
>
>
hello,
sorry,
i have the capability to read the Burroughs' article only
in
italian translation. it's possibile that TONG spelling
is
inaccurate (exempli gratia maybe TI-KIANG=the far tribe, or
T'ANG
as chinese dynasty). i think WSB is referring to TONG meaning
of
fraternity & assistance (but not on the quite).
btw
credits Massimo Consoli, editor in chief of ''Rome Gay News'',
who
translated the Burroughs' article. Massimo Consoli takes care
of the
civil rights of homosexuals.
http://www.publibyte.it/promo/gc/cronistoria.htm
saluti,
Rinaldo.
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Hi
Rinaldo,
"fraternity &
assistance" is the key Rinaldo, as you say. I'm sure
he was
using 'tong' in the way it's sometimes used to refer to
chinese-american
gangs in San Francisco; a group/secret society banding
together
for protection and more often for power and control.
Antoine
*********************
Rinaldo
replied to Sharon:
>At
13.26 09/08/97 +0800,
>Sharon
Ngiam <mimosa@PACIFIC.NET.SG> wrote:
>>What
is the Chinese TONG?
>>
>>
>hello,
>
>sorry,
i have the capability to read the Burroughs' article only
>in
italian translation. it's possibile that TONG spelling
>is
inaccurate (exempli gratia maybe TI-KIANG=the far tribe, or
>T'ANG
as chinese dynasty). i think WSB is referring to TONG meaning
>of
fraternity & assistance (but not on the quite).
>btw
credits Massimo Consoli, editor in chief of ''Rome Gay News'',
>who
translated the Burroughs' article. Massimo Consoli takes care
>of
the civil rights of homosexuals.
>http://www.publibyte.it/promo/gc/cronistoria.htm
>
>saluti,
>Rinaldo.
>
Voice contact at (514) 933-4956 in Montreal
"An anarchist is someone who doesn't
need a cop to tell him what to do!"
-- Norman Navrotsky
and Utah Phillips
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On Fri,
8 Aug 1997, James Stauffer wrote:
> As
I am sure Neil knows, a fascination with last words is certainly not
>
new with WSB. He rediscovered something
the literary tradition had
>
forgotten. From at least the 16th
century through the 19th it was
>
common to see compilations of famous last words. I can't think of
>
medeaval examples at the moment, but expect them to be there. And don't
>
forget Plato on the death of Socrates.
The assumption was that in some
>
ways last words crystallized what these notables had learned from their
>
lives. That in their time of dying,
looking forward into the next world
>
they were able to see things more clearly.
>
> In
a sense Burroughs resurrected this tradition in a world now without
>
god.
>
But
with _gods_ (at least in Burroughs' world). Thanks for the info James,
I
wasn't aware that these compilations were widespread and popular. In a
way
Burroughs also subverts the tradition in his awareness that
sometimes
people's last words are trivial, when he repeats Ulysses S.
Grant's
last words at various places in his work: "It is raining, Anita
Huffington."
He never ascribes any significance to those words, unlike the
Kid's
"Quien Es?" which does become charged with meaning. So charged that
"Quien
Es?" is the title of Kim Carsons autobiography in The Place of
Dead
Roads -- Kim Carsons, who Burroughs has spoken of in interviews as
his
spokesperson. The autobiography is also ghost-written by William
Seward
Hall, the god-like or Prospero-like writer figure in The Place of
Dead
Roads.
Connections
draw themselves into figures like lines across the stars...
Cheers
all,
Neil
"A
writer's will is the winds of dead calm in the Western Lands."
Walk
well in the Western Lands William S. Burroughs
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Author
wrote recounting a dream.
I recall John Giorno among the dream
group). There was the feeling
>
that WSB was no longer ours, that he would imminently be absorbed by the crowd
that he was at the center of, that we were
lucky to have such an intimate visit
and would now have to share him.
>
Arthur
patricia
writes
i have
the funniest sense of his (wsb) spirit wafting a whirlwind around
the
globe. I chose to house sit his home rather than attend the funeral
and
greatly enjoyed it, various persons stopped by. I sat and read the
magazines
and books next to the couch. I spent the night at the house
when
the boys went to St. Louis and thought it was to protect it but
found
out that william meant me to be there for the young forsaken boys
that
arrived. One young boy I found weepy in
the back yard , at first I
scared
him then I gave him a bit of williams candy, a flower from the
porch
and one or two stories about william .
Then i realized it was a
time of
wake. That those of us who knew william
were to share this with
people
who loved him. The next was a tall guy
that hitched hiked from
New
York. I sat with him and let him tell
me how great reading him was.
Patricia,
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Patricia,
A lovely post about waking Burroughs at his house. Most of us who
have
waked parents, family or friends will testify to the wondeful emotions
of it
all - at least afted the fact when remembering ourselves rememberibg
washes
out the loss. Please tell us who else came by his house.
Antoine
Voice contact at (514) 933-4956 in Montreal
"An anarchist is someone who doesn't
need a cop to tell him what to do!"
-- Norman Navrotsky
and Utah Phillips
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At
01:26 PM 8/9/97 +0800, you wrote:
>>From: Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>
>>Subject:
A Gay State.
>>
>>dear
friends,
>>
>>at
the end of the 1970s William Seward Burroughs wrote an article
>>in
which he imagined the capability of a State for the homosexuals.
>>he
takes the Chinese TONG as ones's model.
>
>What
is the Chinese TONG?
>
>
I have
heard this term tong when reading stuff about the history of American
Chinatowns.
As far
as I can tell tong is the Romanization to reflect cantonese
pronunciation
of dang (in pinyin) or tang (in wade-giles) =C4=D2 in=
traditional,
=B5=B3
in simplified, meaning group or party (as in political party--like=
the
Guo Min
Dang).
I got
this from the far East English Chinese Concse dictionary. It also
provided
a Term huishe (=B7|=AA=C0 in traditional or =BB=E1=C9=E7 in=
simplified).
This
would
mean roughly society or organiation.
I think
when people talk about tong they are describing the hierachy of
Chinatowns
in the earlier parts of this century.
Kind of the government
within
the government. There were various
tongs that ran things or provided
services. A tong could be as benign as a civic
organization or it could be
a
mafia. Sometimes gangs or organized
crime groups with relations to
Southern
china ight still be referred to as tongs.
The
organizational structure Burroughs meant when using a tong for an
analogy
I don't know.
I would
also refer you to Antoine Maloney's post.
Or it
is a big tweezer like deal to pick up ice cubes and things like that.
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Antoine
Maloney wrote:
>
>
Patricia,
>
> A lovely post about waking Burroughs
at his house. Most of us who
>
have waked parents, family or friends will testify to the wondeful emotions
> of
it all - at least afted the fact when remembering ourselves rememberibg
>
washes out the loss. Please tell us who else came by his house.
>
> Antoine
> Voice contact at (514) 933-4956 in Montreal
>
> "An anarchist is someone who
doesn't need a cop to tell him what to do!"
> -- Norman Navrotsky
and Utah Phillips
i have
the worst memory in town for names. I
also tred on ice as i talk
of
others mourning and death and visions. I will share what i have
written
about the day that william died. broken
through the ice and
drowning.
Patricia
Around
8:30 at night, I get a call from Wayne Propst, he said,"
Patricia,
William has died. We knew this would happen sooner or
later." I ask "when?", He said "a
couple of hours ago. he got sick
yesterday
and l and this evening he was asleep and he just quit
breathing"
I am alone in the room with him now, James is out making
arrangements". I said "your alone with him in his
room. Wayne said yes.
and I
asked what room are you at, his house.? Wayne says no no I am at
the
hospital in the ICU wing. We got off the phone and I walked around
the
house, my chest got tighter and tighter , then I told my husband I
was
going to the hospital.
I went
up to the ICU wing and asked to be admitted to the room, and
Wayne
came out and gave me a hug and we went into the room to sit. My
body
was tight with bands. I entered the
room and there was William
laid on
the bed, in pajamas and I was immediately filled with a sense
of
peace and my whole body relaxed. I walked over to him and touched his
arm. He
looked so peaceful and strong. I
was flashed back to the day I
first
met him in Texas, I was sitting in
Ohles living room in Austin,
he came
in and I looked up and said , hell they
didn't tell me you were
big and
strong, he chuckled , sat down and we
started talking right
off.
Seeing
him on the bed he looked strong again, he was straight , he
didn't
look frail and a little hunched over like he had these last few
years.
His corpse looked younger and strong. It was eerie.
His pallor was a steel grey color, his head
dominant, his body looked
full
again, thin, solid, his great beak with his bald head ( little down
of
hair) looked completely at peace and relaxed.
I felt his presence
there.
he was always a gracious host. We sat
down and Wayne who is the
most
reliable person to tell a story,
talked. James came in the room
and we
hugged and then James turned to William and clasped him crying
and
sobbing in the most utterly broken hearted way. I had never seen
James
more beautiful. I thought, god, James
was son and father to
William. The love and respect that I had observed
between those two
over
the years flashed through my thoughts like bursting series of
lights.
We sat and talked about William, how he was
fine and feeling good on
Thursday,
and that he had been writing about losing his beloved Fletch.
Fletch
died two weeks ago. I thought of how
much William relished life
and how
interested he always was in these certain subjects. . By now PT,
Bill
Rich, James, Wayne and I were there.
Ohle and McCrary were out of
town,
we tried to call Fred and there was no answer.
They decided to
have
someone go and tell George personallly in the early morning.
Dean Ripa came into the room, he was
visiting William this week,
he
acted irrational and said silly things. I decided to go up and hug
him
with hopes that it would quiet him. James got up and then sat on his
knees
by williams' bed. His arms over William.
I felt like it was a
series
of saying good bye.
I said
that I would go and watch over Williams
house, I really wanted
Dean to
go back and do that but he said he would do that later. I went
over to
William and kissed him on the cheek, it felt very natural, I
always
liked kissing William. I went and sat
in Williams drive way,
this
was around 12:30, clear, warm, summer night.
Some one come up and
placed
a bouquet on the porch. I started
crying there in the dark
feeling
sorry for myself because I knew I would miss him so much. I had
this
strong sense that he wasn't gone yet. I
went to Dillons and
brought
two lavender roses and came back and placed them on Williams
porch,
sit there for a while and stroked ginger. (Williams' old puck
faced
orange alley cat).
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Thanks
so much for including us all in that way - especially those of us who
feel
very far away. That's particularly true in my case since I know
Burroughs
primarily for his impact on the other Beats and for his
recordings,
and not for his writing. Thanks Patricia.
Antoine
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First
off, thanks Leon for your kind words. I'm not sure where you got
the
info below:
>
Maybe we can persuade Luke Kelly to put our list-last-words-posts
>
through his cutup machine. I see you had a hand in encouraging him to do
>
those cutup experiments.
The
cut-up experiments Luke is doing were his brilliant idea from the
start.
I corresponded with him after he had produced some results, telling
him how
impressed I was at the idea, and the fruition of the first part of
the
project, so if that's what you mean by encouraging him, then
certainly
I did, however Luke gets all the credit for the endeavour.
>
And thank you James for reminding us that last
>
words were not a sleazy preoccupation invented by Burroughs.
While
this may be true in this instance, I don't think going through
Burroughs'
work and finding literary precedence in order to apologize for
all
preoccupations that might be construed as "sleazy" is a good idea.
Burroughs
thrived on transgression, it drove his wicked incisive humour,
as well
as much of his allegorical situations. For instance, noone is
going
to apologize for his obsession with sexual hanging rituals, and no
apology
should be made. Bowdlerizing Burroughs, what a project!
> It
is quite possible that the last words have a lot to say that can shed
> a
lot of light. Even if the last attentions were to matters quite
>
insignificant, maybe even shameful.
My
favourite last words of a writer were Oscar Wilde's. A pure aesthete
until
the end, lying sick in his bed, he looked at the putrid coloured
wallpaper
in the room and said, "Either that wallpaper has to go, or I
do,"
and he died. When you tempt death with your aesthetic, you are dead.
Neil
Hennessy
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Oh my
God.
Address
same as ever: Box 303, Cherry Valley, N Y 13320.
Dazed
to the Doors and Interstate and 61 revisited. Naked Lunch playing on
the
casstte outta St. Loui. Thanks Arthur for the tape. You're right. It is a
real
trip hearing the voice as the old man of letters was being laid in the
ground
with St. Louie sun burning down the horizon of the Western Lands. On
to the
toxic zones of Indiana, Scranton P.A. eternal holocaust and hell fire
kids
flipping hamburgers to get out and maybe make it somewhere left before
the
whole shit house goes. Old Eastern States to the vision of misery zones
aroung
the chemical smog banks the industrial waste let loose their terrible
secrets
mutated to the clipboard ..the cities calling the masses. Put on the
Junky
tape entering New York stars throbbing light years away from the
ancient
energy fields. Space time rubber bands symetry vibration of all the
souls
lost in the last scene, signalling from behind the curtains of speed
warp of
this millenium. It's happening.
CP
Patricia:
The
tomatoes you sent home with Charley were marvelous. What kind was the
big one
which looked like a beefsteak but was almost purple? Thank you. Pam
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Patricia:
Thanks
for house sitting and greeting those souls while Burroughs swirled the
cosmos.
May all
the stray cats have his pillow tonight.
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Hello
Charles,
I'm
glad you made it back safe and sound. I keep reading Tornado
Alley,
over and over. Even when I'm on the road; I keep it in my
Dobro
case. Luther's real sick, and Ed Dorn is terminally ill. My
fucking
guitar sounded pretty sick last night (gig). I switched
over to
harp when I got home...back porch blues.
Richard
Houff
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well,
cats, i'm in a bad way here.. e-mail's been totally fucked up for most
of this
week. some of my stuff makes it out,
somedoesn't ever seem to reach
its
destination. but, worst of all, i'm not
receiving most of mine, at least
not in
a timely manner, if at all.
so if
your mail to me is being returned or you think i'm being a jerk by not
answering,
it isn't true - trust me and try
again!!!
crossing
my fingers this gets to the list,
sherri
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Well i
rolled into Lawrence hours early.
Despite the train that blocked
my path
at first, the soundtrack lifted my little Subaru like winged
chariot
and zoomed across I-70 we did a chant and stopped the rain near
Wamego
and the sun broke to a pink sunset (we being me and any other
imaginary
characters in my car who choose to remain anonymous this time
around
- most were hiding out in the tape deck anyways).
I
parked out in front of Patricia's far enough down the road to avoid
any
collision from the locals who drive about as well as the locals in
Cairo
at least as i've heard tell. Got out of
the car and walked up to
what i
had previously named the new Beat-Hotel.
Hmm. Pretty dark
inside. Tap tap tap on the door. I've never been good at knocking.
Arthritic
knuckles or something. And at the hour
i thought perhaps the
doorbell
was not proper and of course wasn't at all certain that it
worked. I scoped here and there around the house a
bit looking for the
signs
of life - a wonder i wasn't arrested as a peeping Thomas or some
other
form of Peeping peeper in my purple shades and black hat i would
certainly
have been sent to the straightjacket in nearly any other
community
in this state. But i was in Lawrence
where most anything is
legal
except parking so i continued to stalk a bit.
one of
the peculiar maladies i suffer from is a total paralysis of
decision
over the simplest matters and this was one of those times that
i wish
i understood the framed saying "Indecision is the Key to
Flexibility"
on my mother's kitchen wall. But then
it struck me -
stupid
david - they're downstairs on the computers undoubtedly they
are. so i opened the door and walked downstairs
and sure enough another
Beat
Happening was happening at the new Beat-Hotel.
The
stories between this point and the service are probably best told by
others
for most of them involved food. And
basically my notions of food
are
that it is something you eat. I don't
get all the fanciness of it.
Though
I could tell the food here was special because everyone else was
raving
so i ate what others raved about before and raved some myself. I
do have
a liking for lamb. I'm not sure why
memories associated with
lamb
cooks on Easter in New England i suppose but the fact that it was a
lamb
intended for WSB and now being fed to another group and it just
hits me
now that perhaps patricia's lambs are not good for the heart
though
she cooks them with more heart than anyone i've seen in years
decades
maybe lifetimes. Patricia loves to cook
and it was good that
she was
cooking because it was her way of releasing tensions and it was
a way
she could release the tensions of the week in such a beautiful
manner
-- as opposed to the way she was sleeping the floor.
Sweeping
the floor is not the word for it. No
offense to patricia but
when i
walked into the day room area it appeared that she hand somehow
made a
kindly whisk broom turn into a chainsaw and was lashing at the
floor
and while the dust was running away quite fast from the chainsaw
the
beauty of the hardwood was in danger. I
asked if I could help with
anything
and she handed me the broom. One of my
best memories of the
entire
Lawrence experience was me waltzing with the broom - i believe
the
anniversary waltz it was - yes that was it and we waltzed around the
room
moving furniture here and there until the project was nearly
compleat. I had never enjoyed cleaning anything so
thoroughly and in
the
time i'd waltzed with the broom patricia had magically created
thirty
three zillion more kinds of food.
People
came. We ate. Old old old old man named George K. was there and
asked
for salt and everyone laughed because evidently that was something
WSB
often said about patricia's wonderful cooking.
A generational thing
the
amount of salt on the food. Food
glorious food everywhere and i ate
and ate
three or five trips through the line - invisible several times
so that
nobody knew what a glutton i was eating my way through whatever
feelings
were brewing inside.
I was
exhausted. The comraderie had already
been more than fitting
salute
to the ace of the Shakespeare Squadron and my biological clock
that
says "SIESTA SIESTA" everyday was screaming it very loudly. Just
then
George asked how to say "Party Pooper" in French and i was able to
say the
only French i knew and as George and Carl(Karl) left i was able
to jump
for joy and begin to race to my bedroom:
I
forgot to tell about my special bedroom well perhaps later.
I went
downstairs and laid myself to rest.
When I
returned the group was much much much much smaller. Bill H. Bob.
M.
Danny Danny Danny and Patricia and she was leaving soon. It appeared
that
the siesta blues had hit the place a dark cloud descending. DID
SOMEBODY
DIE? I yelled. I was so shocked
wondering where that had come
from
that i have no idea what the others reactions were but Danny did
tell a
wonderful dream of a place where the natives lived only off the
quote
capitalized Dark Liquids unquote uncapitalized. And we laughed
and
laughed and made more coffee and called the coffee dark liquids and
anytime
that evening that someone ordered coffee there was much hyena
laughter
from our group.
We left
in separate vehicles to head downtown for the opera house.....
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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I'm
wondering if anyone who understands all this technology really well
can
have more luck with the references to Jelly Roll Morton and "Dead
Man
Blues" on the first page of Western Lands. I pulled off Paul
Oliver's
"Meaning of the Blues" and found no discussion of it but much
about
the blues and death and thought of all the blues why this
particular
one. I did find a web site of Jelly
Roll Morton that
provided
some information at:
http://web.fie.com/~tonya/morton.htm
Also
saw that Dylan played it somewhere sometime along the many songs.
I
wonder if the lyrics add to the power of the notion of the writer
without
words being more than just a dead writer?
I have
many more questions in the first few pages of the first chapter
of
Western Lands but I'll start at the start with page one and Jelly
Roll.
The
cover of my copy of Western Lands (penguin paperback) includes
phrase
"unerring ability to crack the codes that make up the life of
this
century ..." and i imagine that throughout this book i'm going to
need a
ton of help on understanding what the code was that burroughs
thought
cracked. I think this book will be fascinating
reading and
particularly
timely reading for many on the list.
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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So i
found this four cassette series titled Women of the Beat Generation
at the
Public Library and i've been listening to it in my car when i'm
driving.
I'm
finished Side A of the first tape so far.
I need to do more
driving. But I have a problem.
The
library checks the stuff out in generic packaging so i have no
listing
of the tracks of who's who and what's what.
It isn't so easy to
write
that down as i'm driving and my memory for names is much better if
i see
it in writing.
If
somebody knows the order of the poets on the Women of the Beat
Generation
audio series i'd love to hear about it.
Thanks,
david
rhaesa
salina,
Kansas
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To: love_singing@msn.com
In a
message dated 97-08-10 03:22:34 EDT, you write:
<<
crossing my fingers this gets to the list, >>
Uncross
them might need the dexterity for something else. There were some
forces
in the electromagnetic swirl the past few days. Maybe B scorched the
cosmos.
Anyway, many had trouble in the net, if not trouble in mind.
cp
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Which
is the best Burroughs bio?
"Literary Outlaw" or the other one by
Barry
Miles? For someone wanting to read
about Bill's life, which is
more
accurate?
RJW
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In a
message dated 97-08-10 08:40:08 EDT, you write:
<<
"unerring ability to crack the codes that make up the life of
this century ..." and i imagine that
throughout this book i'm going to
need a ton of help on understanding what the
code was that burroughs
thought cracked >>
Don't
read for answers or understanding from the top down unless you already
know
the universe. It doesn't reveal its secrets easily and not always in a
language
code. All of B's contemporaries who had
a brain said that in their
works:
Lewis Thomas, Bucky Fuller, Loren Eiseley, Stephen Hawkins, et al. All
the
great thinkers knew that we probably won't get enough of the picture of
this
reality plane anyway. More problematic is that they all indicated we had
but a
"ghost of a chance" as B said. Bucky Fuller said it would be very
close
or
something like that, meaning that humanity is coming to a reckoning and
can we
survive? Typically, the simplest words are used for these problems;
there
are rarely other words. When Crick and Watson discovered the helix,
they
had to use simple metaphor "code" for the genetic code. Many
discoveries
that
we've named, the metaphor became the meaning. Think what it was to live
in a
world before the "naming of things" because they hadn't
"existed" in the
perceptive
mind. So, the "codes" Bill meant were all things in the perceived
and
unperceive universe that operate and rely on some passing of information
to
evolve its own specie. Of course, with B. the layers of meanings and
possiblities
are usually reduced to the lowest common linguistc cliche, old
racetrack
jargon, con talk or his mimicking of meaningful discourse, always
with
layer of generational symbolism that can't be expressed any other way
and
hangs around in the language for a long time. A latent virus, so to
speak,
that waits to break the cell's code to gain entry and take over the
system
(body). It' just another layer that the double agent spy codes, etc.
worked
exactly the same way to penetrate their "commie cells" for instance,
during
the cold war. In B, the words are the text, all the other elements of
the
"plot," which throughout the universe always has invasive nature.
Literary
conventions are arbitrary, unless they have a linguistic value at
the
same time. Everything needs
information. In our species most crave it
thinking
that it might help whatever agenda they have to fulfill (moral,
political,
religious, etc.) Why do you think the numbers of people on this
list
increased all of a sudden? ha ha!
cp
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I
prefer by far Literary Outlaw. I've known briefly both authors personally
so my
favoritism is probably based on it. I've not read Miles', but I felt
that
his biography of Ginsberg had to have been "authorized" . Morgan has
done a
lot of other books, a biography of FDR, Somerset Maughan that are good
reads.
Of course Barry Miles ran off with one of my old girlfriends so my
opinions
are always skewed; although, some have said I can see right through
people.
CP
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>From
time to time, I check out the Dylan news group. I used to post
there a
lot till I found the beat-l and found it to be more fun, and
less
spam. (Wonderful spam!). There has been raging a fierce war
between
the condemn Burroughs to hell and the Burroughs just told the
truth
folks. I have found several posts that
are quite good in the
defense
of Burroughs. The ones that lead into
them are quite bad but
have
been repeated in the follow up posts. I
sent two that I thought
were
particularly good to P and she said that they good food for
thought. I am going to post those two to the list,
because I think they
contain
good summaries of the merits of WSB's work.
The
posts are not intended to draw comments, and we certainly do not
need to
discuss the drivel that lead to these posts.
But, I think it is
helpful
to the list to gain a perspective of how some who are not on the
list
perceive and defend WSB. If anyone
wants to comment, feel free.
But
these two posts are cross posts and will be labeled as such. I do
not
intend to comment on them, just cross post.
If you
care to see the full exchanges, point your news reader at:
rec.music.dylan
Then
check out the burroughs rot in hell thread, or something like that.
Peace,
Thanks.
--
Bentz
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Date: Sun, 10 Aug 1997 11:50:52 -0400
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add: Misanthrope)
Date:
Tue, 5 Aug 1997 16:16:41 +1000
From:
Glenn Cooper
<gwcooper@MPX.COM.AU>
Newsgroups:
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>1.
Drug addict
Ex-drug addict. But, ummm, so what? I see no
connection between lack
of
morality
and drug addiction.
>2.
Murderer
It was an *accident*.
>3.
Adulterer
I'd say 50% of the adult population would be
adulterers. Besides,
utterly
irellevant.
>4.
Pedophile
Absolutely not. Quoting Burroughs himself:
"I say anyone who engages
in
sex
with minors is nothing but a fiend."
>5.
Draft-Dodger
An admirable quality.
>6.
Obscene and incoherent writer
"Obscene" and
"incoherent" to whom exactly? Watch your semantics,
young
man.
>7.
MISANTHROPE*
Difficult to refute. Probably more accurate
to say he was hater of a
certain
kind of human being. Paul Bullen being a good example.
>Second,
to what extent should Bob Dylan be cast in the same lot with
Burroughs?
From a purely literary point of view, there
are some obvious parellels
between
Dylan's mid 60's writing and Burroughs' cut-up novels. We also
have
the
mid-1980's comment from Dylan to Ginsberg: "Tell Burroughs I've been
reading
him, and I believe every word he says."
>From
my perspective, one of the benefits of Dylan becoming a Christian was
>to
free himself from the nihilistic perversion of certain literary types.
Apparently not, because the above comment was
made *after* Dylan's
so-called
conversion to Christianity.
>It
is not my desire to get into a shouting match with anyone, so please
try
>to
express yourself in accordance with the pretense that the person you
are
>communicating
with is a fellow sentient being. Thank you.
Burroughs believed that mankind was evolving
into different
sub-species,
that
one person was not necessarily the same species as another. I'd
like
to
think
that I am as far removed from Mr. Bullen and his ilk as is
possible.
Have a good day.
Glenn
C.
________________________________________________________________________________
"The
bible is probably the most genocidal book in our entire canon."
- Noam Chomsky.
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Date:
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From:
zureick@ucunix.san.uc.edu (John
H. Zureick)
Organization:
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References:
1
In
article <v01540b06b00bef99236d@[128.135.18.173]>,
Paul
Bullen <bul1@MIDWAY.UCHICAGO.EDU>
wrote:
>Among
Bob Dylan fans there seem to be some that treasure a certain lineage
>which
does not include his becoming a Christian (or orthodox Jew). The
>lineage
extends from Rimbaud to Ginsberg and includes a number of others
>whose
life-styles that most people would consider unsavory. One of these
>people
is Burroughs, who just died. There has already been one
>Dylan-related
expression of remorse at his passing, including the claim
>that
he was the greatest writer of the twentieth century (a view I doubt
is
>widely
shared). As usual I have no more than a citizen's interest in the
>matter,
but I would like to play the devil's advocate since there seems to
>be
something terribly wrong with some people's values, from my
perspective.
>Burroughs
seems to have been all of the following:
>
>1.
Drug addict -- who's not?
>2.
Murderer -- bad shot!
>3.
Adulterer -- never bothered my wife
>4.
Pedophile -- my, that's a big word for a ten year old
>5.
Draft-Dodger -- isn't this a Phil Och's song?
>6.
Obscene and incoherent writer -- how you gonna learn anything with your
head in a
book all day, son?
>
>First,
as a purely factual matter. How close do each of these
>characterizations
come to the truth? There is little point engaging in
You
forgot "lying to his mommy".
>to
express yourself in accordance with the pretense that the person you
are
>communicating
with is a fellow sentient being. Thank you.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Please
provide some proof of this. :)
Burroughs
wrote some straight ahead stuff so he was not always an
"incoherent"
writer. I think his so-called
incoherence, or lack of
straight
narrative style, was a strategy, a moving cover behind which
many
original and beautiful ideas hid. For
instance his theory that
language
was a virus. I love that!
I've
always had to cherry pick where Burroughs was involved. I pick up
his
books in the library, read a few pages and put it back down. He
kickstarts
my thinking from time to time. That is,
I try to read his
books
in the library if every copy has not been stolen. Which tells
you
something!
I
always admire anybody who has the courage to be an original artist,
especially
one who actually has something to say.
I
suppose I most identify with Burroughs in that he seemed to be lost in
this
world.
--
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There
are more good posts on Burroughs on the Dylan news group. Some of
the
responses are filled with very good humor.
Check it out if you have
some
time.
Peace
--
Bentz
bocelts@scsn.net
http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw
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Date: Sun, 10 Aug 1997 12:46:42 -0400
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Subject: Re: Burroughs biographies
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On Sun,
10 Aug 1997, Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:
> I
prefer by far Literary Outlaw. I've known briefly both authors personally
> so
my favoritism is probably based on it. I've not read Miles', but I felt
>
that his biography of Ginsberg had to have been "authorized" . Morgan
has
>
done a lot of other books, a biography of FDR, Somerset Maughan that are good
>
reads. Of course Barry Miles ran off with one of my old girlfriends so my
>
opinions are always skewed; although, some have said I can see right through
>
people.
Not
having had any significant others stolen by either authors involved,
I'd
have to say that Morgan is more thorough, which is probably
proportional
to the amount of bookshelf space it takes up, but Miles is
more
entertaining. Morgan employs a unique narrative strategy for a
biography
where he uses free indirect discourse to get you inside
Burroughs'
mind (all reconstructed from copious interviews and Burroughs'
writing).
You can tell when Burroughs' voice starts and Morgan's stops
though;
like Gysin said, when you read a Burroughs' word, you know
it's
his, because it eats through the page like acid. Miles is a better
storyteller,
and I find the literary criticism portions of his book more
enlightening,
especially when dealing with the influence of Jack Black
and
Denton Welch on the last trilogy. Miles is also essential for an
understanding
of the workings of the Ugly Spirit, whereas Joan's death is
covered
extensively in Morgan's. My suggestion is read'em both, I did.
Neil
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Date: Sun, 10 Aug 1997 13:08:49 -0400
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>
>4. Pedophile
>
> Absolutely not. Quoting Burroughs himself:
"I say anyone who engages
> in
sex with minors is nothing but a fiend."
I can
see how someone might misconstrue this from some of Burroughs'
writing
(not that the idiots who posted this crap in the first place have
ever
read any Burroughs...) Those of you reading the letters book will
eventually
come across a line from Burroughs to Ginsberg along the lines
of:
"Great to be back in Tangiers, boys are plentiful, no holes barred."
>From
what I understand, Burroughs' proclivities did not extend to minors
though,
but certainly Kiki had to be in his late teens, or early twenties,
but it
was all consensual so who can condemn?
>
>7. MISANTHROPE*
>
> Difficult to refute. Probably more accurate
to say he was hater of a
>
certain kind of human being. Paul Bullen being a good example.
Actually
impossible to refute. Burroughs quotes Gysin all the time: "Man
is a
bad animal." In _Ghost of Chance_ Burroughs says straight out that
he's
given up on homo sap. Of course, he doesn't hate all humanity--
certainly
not the Johnson's and artists in the space program--
but he
certainly does hate shits who don't mind their own business, and
run
around condemning people with their God talk.
>
>Second, to what extent should Bob Dylan be cast in the same lot with
>
Burroughs?
>
> From a purely literary point of view, there
are some obvious parellels
>
between Dylan's mid 60's writing and Burroughs' cut-up novels.
Parallels
can certainly be drawn between _Tarantula_ and some of
Burroughs'
writing (although personally I think Tarantula is a big book
crap).
> We
also have
>
the mid-1980's comment from Dylan to Ginsberg: "Tell Burroughs I've been
>
reading him, and I believe every word he says."
I'd
love to find out where Dylan said that. For Burroughs on Dylan, look
up
Dylan in the index of Bockris' With _William Burroughs: A Report from
the
Bunker_. Burroughs says something along the lines of: "He was a good
looking
kid, and a very earnest young man. Although I don't know much
about
music myself, he certainly seemed to know what he was talking
about."
Quoting from memory here, but it's pretty accurate I believe. Not
all
that laudatory a comment, but Dylan doesn't need Burroughs'
commendation
in my books.
It is
kind of fun to mend these condemnations into commendations. I
was
warned about the stuff on r.m.d. and not wanting to raise my ire
because
of some bible-thumping morons, I shied away. If anybody remembers,
the
arguments on the list about that NAMBLA crap after Ginsberg died
originated
in a cross-post from r.m.d. too. I've read r.m.d. for years,
but
there are altogether too many religious shits on the list (shit being
defined
in the Burroughsian sense of people who don't mind their own
business
and let other people mind theirs. Burroughs himself never had a
problem
with religious people who didn't bother others, just those that
push a
program, and make it their business to decide who goes to hell).
Later,
Neil
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Date: Sun, 10 Aug 1997 13:21:01 -0400
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Neil
Hennessy wrote:
>
>
> >4. Pedophile
>
>
>
> Absolutely not. Quoting Burroughs
himself: "I say anyone who
>
engages
>
> in sex with minors is nothing but a fiend."
>
> I
can see how someone might misconstrue this from some of Burroughs'
>
writing (not that the idiots who posted this crap in the first place
>
have
>
ever read any Burroughs...) Those of you reading the letters book will
>
eventually come across a line from Burroughs to Ginsberg along the
>
lines
>
of: "Great to be back in Tangiers, boys are plentiful, no holes
>
barred."
>
>From what I understand, Burroughs' proclivities did not extend to
>
minors
>
though, but certainly Kiki had to be in his late teens, or early
>
twenties,
>
but it was all consensual so who can condemn?
>
>
> >7. MISANTHROPE*
>
>
>
> Difficult to refute. Probably
more accurate to say he was hater of
> a
>
> certain kind of human being. Paul Bullen being a good example.
>
>
Actually impossible to refute. Burroughs quotes Gysin all the time:
>
"Man
> is
a bad animal." In _Ghost of Chance_ Burroughs says straight out
>
that
>
he's given up on homo sap. Of course, he doesn't hate all humanity--
>
certainly not the Johnson's and artists in the space program--
>
but he certainly does hate shits who don't mind their own business,
>
and
>
run around condemning people with their God talk.
>
>
> >Second, to what extent should Bob Dylan be cast in the same lot
>
with
>
> Burroughs?
>
>
>
> From a purely literary point of
view, there are some obvious
>
parellels
>
> between Dylan's mid 60's writing and Burroughs' cut-up novels.
>
>
Parallels can certainly be drawn between _Tarantula_ and some of
>
Burroughs' writing (although personally I think Tarantula is a big
>
book
>
crap).
>
>
> We also have
>
> the mid-1980's comment from Dylan to Ginsberg: "Tell Burroughs I've
>
been
>
> reading him, and I believe every word he says."
>
>
I'd love to find out where Dylan said that. For Burroughs on Dylan,
>
look
> up
Dylan in the index of Bockris' With _William Burroughs: A Report
>
from
>
the Bunker_. Burroughs says something along the lines of: "He was a
>
good
>
looking kid, and a very earnest young man. Although I don't know much
>
about music myself, he certainly seemed to know what he was talking
>
about." Quoting from memory here, but it's pretty accurate I believe.
>
Not
>
all that laudatory a comment, but Dylan doesn't need Burroughs'
>
commendation in my books.
>
> It
is kind of fun to mend these condemnations into commendations. I
>
was warned about the stuff on r.m.d. and not wanting to raise my ire
>
because of some bible-thumping morons, I shied away. If anybody
>
remembers,
>
the arguments on the list about that NAMBLA crap after Ginsberg died
>
originated in a cross-post from r.m.d. too. I've read r.m.d. for
>
years,
>
but there are altogether too many religious shits on the list (shit
>
being
>
defined in the Burroughsian sense of people who don't mind their own
>
business and let other people mind theirs. Burroughs himself never had
> a
>
problem with religious people who didn't bother others, just those
>
that
>
push a program, and make it their business to decide who goes to
>
hell).
>
>
Later,
>
Neil
Neil:
Good
post. Some of the replies on Burroughs
are quite humorous and
worth
reading as the shits are sent to the sewer.
--
Bentz
bocelts@scsn.net
http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw
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Date: Sun, 10 Aug 1997 10:23:32 -0700
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Neil
Henry wrote:
>
>
First off, thanks Leon for your kind words. I'm not sure where you got
>
the info below:
>
>
> > Maybe we can persuade Luke Kelly to put our list-last-words-posts
>
> > through his cutup machine. I see you had a hand in encouraging him to
do
>
> > those cutup experiments.>
>
> The cut-up experiments Luke is doing were his brilliant idea from the
>
> start. I corresponded with him after he had produced some results, telling
>
> him how impressed I was at the idea, and the fruition of the first part of
>
> the project, so if that's what you mean by encouraging him, then
>
> certainly I did, however Luke gets all the credit for the endeavour.
So I
went to Luke's Restaurant, The Big Table. Now where was that
goodie.
Now me, that's my weakness. Cut Ups. Browsing in bookstores.
Some
people eat meals. Me I just pick up a morsel here a morsel there.
No full
course dinners, but nibble all day. Mmm delicious. What great
stuff.
Images. Word Hoards. Research. But the hours are going by and I
was a
man with a purpose. So I go to the search engine. I ask for Neil
and
what do I get:
> Hennessy,
Neil. "Literary Outlaws: Gunslinging Writers in The Collected Works
of Billy > the Kid and The Place of Dead
Roads" Email: nhenness@uwaterloo.ca
Hmmm.
Interesting. Didn't notice you also got a recipe in the cookbook.
But
that's all the search gets me. Back to cut ups. I know it's where I
saw it.
After a couple of runs backwards and forwards, I ain't
complaining
mind you, a kid in a candy shop, and here, I found it. I
did not
hallucinate it:
Says
Luke in The Johnson Family plate:
> As
caretaker of Big Table Media and overworked programmer, I have decided to
pile yet
> another project on the table. Following
George Landow's lead and Neil
Hennessy's
> suggestion, I am writing a series of
programs to interface with you, the
clever > reader.
> http://www.bigtable.com/johnsons/
Snip,
snip, fer bandwith sake, but this last one, what a gem:
> My
favourite last words of a writer were Oscar Wilde's. A pure aesthete
>
until the end, lying sick in his bed, he looked at the putrid coloured
>
wallpaper in the room and said, "Either that wallpaper has to go, or I
>
do," and he died. When you tempt death with your aesthetic, you are dead.
>
>
Neil Hennessy
> .-
leon
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Date: Sun, 10 Aug 1997 11:15:10 -0700
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stolen
from the patti smith list
props
to phillip who found and typed
-Douglas
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
ps/alm
23 revisited
for
William Burroughs
The
word is his shepherd
he
shall not want
he
spreads like the eagle
upon
the green hill
boys of
the Alhambra
in
vivid sash
serve
him still
your
orange juice, sir
your
fishing pole
accepting
all
with
tender grace
and
besting us
with
this advice
children
never be ashamed
wrestle
smile walk in sun
thank
you, Bill
your
will be done
God
grant you
mind
and medicine
we draw
our hearts
and you
within
moral
vested
Gentleman
(c)
1994 Patti Smith
page
100 in EARLY WORKS