Hunter S. Thompson, Jack Kerouac and Ernest Hemingway Review No Country for Old Men

by Matt Gibson Hunter S. Thompson The theatre was dark and reeked with the stench of a hundred overfed accountants gorging on chemical drenched popcorn and syrup water. I’d been assigned to review No Country for Old Men for Rolling Stone, and was already a week past deadline, but had abandoned the assignment partly because when you eat as much mescaline as I had it’s very hard to focus on a predetermined task, and also because I...

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Hunter S. Thompson & the Beats

Hunter S. Thompson was no Beatnik. For one thing, he was too late. By the time he was knocking out Gonzo journalism, Kerouac had died, the hippies had come to power, and Ginsberg had moved from Beat guru to counterculture superhero. But Thompson frequently finds himself a place in the hearts of Beat readers, for he embodied a similar, although in some ways wildly different, ethos. Thompson was a rebel hero for a generation. His books...

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Going To Meet The Man
Jul09

Going To Meet The Man

First Encounters with Allen Ginsberg, by David Breihtaupt I live more and more in my head each day as my present circumstances leave little to be desired. I begin to think about the quirks and mishaps that have led up to this day, premeditated decisions and whims. Yes, whims, what in the hell are they? Random fork-in-the-road choosers or foundation of full-fledged pathways to destiny? It was one such whim that changed my life, a...

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An Evening for Jack Kerouac

Monday 17 September 2007 18.30 – 20.00 British Library Conference Centre ____________________________ I was outside the British Library Conference Centre (which is over to the right of the main Library entrance) when Carolyn Cassady walked by.  Carolyn was moving slowly with two very young girls apparently perched on her shoulder.  In actual fact they were processing quietly with her one holding a microphone on a short pole, the...

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The Plurality of Beat Spirituality

by Lee McRae ‘The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy! The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand and asshole are holy! – Allen Ginsberg In the twenty-first century many do not find much need to cling so readily to a spiritually all-omnipotent, all-divine, transcendental figure. Nor do people need to. Our lives are spent conceptually designing our self-entertainment, our lifestyles and our loves. In the wake of...

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Modern Beats: Diablo Cody
Jul09

Modern Beats: Diablo Cody

by Steven O’Sullivan In Issue Three David knocked out a solid run down on Tom Waits, while at the same time managing to avoid saying anything that might get our asses kicked. Hopefully. This time around we managed to find a writer… screenwriter and former stripper: Diablo Cody. Let’s hear it for the girls… In the world of the Beats, women held a precipitous role. Men like Ginsberg, Kerouac, and Corso were not...

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Jack & Rosa

by Scroobius Pip Now here’s a little story id like to tell About two young lovers you know so well by Scroobius Pip It wasn’t Romeo and Juliet or Casanova The one was called Jack and the other Rosa Rosa first encountered this new boy next door When she moved house at the age of four She was keen to make a friend in this new habitat So she would play out in the streets and see who would react Now in this particular neighbourhood, in...

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Magicians Assistant

by Scroobius Pip Its tragic. You try to cut yourself in half but this ain’t magic In fact its Something far more dark and more dramatic. Self harm That’s what they call it. Because it just affects YOU It’s YOUR life YOUR body So YOU can choose what YOU do And if one day you can’t rein it in and of your last breath you are the only witness? Then so be it because its YOUR last breath and its nobody else’s business. But…how about your...

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