Anita Sings in Black Hat and White Feathers
Apr15

Anita Sings in Black Hat and White Feathers

“They went into Anita O’Day’s club and there unpacked and played till nine o’clock in the morning.” i Singer’s singer nightingale Belle’s voice clearly sailed Scat scatting dress flounces Jazzy gal bouncy bounces Uptown rhythm Off the Beat Ahead of the beat Behind the beat Tapping feet Hip club cool heat Down Beat noted Belle totted Gene drummed Roy thumbed Horn taboo Improv cool Newport Jazz breezy money July day sweet as honey,...

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Pulling Our Daisy: The Illusion of Spontaneity
Apr11

Pulling Our Daisy: The Illusion of Spontaneity

1959 was an important year in Beat Generation history. It was the year that William S. Burroughs published Naked Lunch from Paris’ Beat Hotel, that the Beats were first profiled in Life magazine, and the year the MGM released a sensationalist cinematic nightmare called The Beat Generation. In the previous three years, Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac had shattered the notion that young people must conform to strict social codes, and...

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Doctor William S. Sax and Bird of Paradise
Apr09

Doctor William S. Sax and Bird of Paradise

Doctor William S. Sax and Bird of Paradise Faust Part Three Sad Catholic childhood as dark nuns weep in rain i And Saint Thérèse turns her head Vanilla pudding and snow swirls dust Milk Street ii Brown banks of Merrimac muck And child ghosts and fantasy Sax hides in darkness (Round Midnight) The Shadow Under porches Count Condu below evil Castle Castle Hill, Snake Hill Fury river roars white horses of the apocalypse Nightmares and...

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Carl Solomon on NOT Publishing Jack Kerouac
Apr05

Carl Solomon on NOT Publishing Jack Kerouac

The following is from an interview with Carl Solomon, conducted by John Tytell in 1973. John Tytell’s collected interviews (with Ginsberg, Burroughs, Corso, Solomon, and Holmes) and essays on the Beat Generation will be published by Beatdom Books in 2014. Tytell is also the author of Naked Angels (one of the first books that took the Beats seriously as a literary movement) and Paradise Outlaws. * John Tytell: I understand that...

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Call for Submissions: Beatdom #15
Mar25

Call for Submissions: Beatdom #15

The Beat Generation, it seems, dominated American culture between two major wars. The history books will tell you that they rose out of the Second World War, or as a the group emerged as a reaction to the post-WWII affluence of America. In fact, the Beats began as a circle of friends around Columbia University during WWII, and developing in the post-war era. Although not often dealt with in Beat literature, the war was of importance...

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The Sea Is My Sister
Mar19

The Sea Is My Sister

The sea is my sister Perth saint is my brother Brothers are uncles Uncles and nuncles Philip, James, Frank, and Joe Joseph sailor did go The sisters Kulchicovsky One, two, three, me The house is my home Car and trees are the key To life in the suburbs Bored malls alien me Sea far away green-and-gray sea foaming sea All sorrows get drowned in my dry cup of tea Aunts, yes, three Marys and crosses a’plenty (Believe that there will be...

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Celebrate Jack Kerouac’s Birthday with The Haunted Life
Mar12

Celebrate Jack Kerouac’s Birthday with The Haunted Life

Today is 12th March, and that means it’s Jack Kerouac’s birthday. Every year, people celebrate by embarking upon road trips, holding readings, or just sitting down with a dog-eared copy of On the Road or Big Sur. In recent years, interest in Kerouac and his work (as well as that of his contemporaries) is strong as ever. We’ve had movies and books continuing his legacy, and in time for his birthday we also have the...

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Kolya Krasotkin Wept
Mar04

Kolya Krasotkin Wept

“. . . when the children guitared At my footbed, Kolya Krosotkins of my railroad”i Kolya Krasotkin, that little son of a provincial secretaryii Studied the trains And for two roubles Flattened himself on the railroad tracks face down And let the eleven o’clock train pass over him (without touching his small body) He fainted (confessed only to Mama) and turned white as snow On that black moonless Russian night Forever a hero to the...

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