Thursday, January 07, 2010

Stupid Beatniks With Long Playing Jazz Records and Five Page Paragraphs!

Out of the blue, Danny asks me who Jack Kerouac is. He heard him mentioned in a song, I guess. I knew if I handed him a copy of On The Road he would give it a quick glance, decide it was stupid and that would be the end of it. So I gave him Desolation Angels instead.

Danny: (looking at picture of Kerouac) He doesn't look like I imagined him.
Me: How did you imagine him?
Danny: Better than that.


Danny: Aren't there supposed to be paragraphs?
Me: There are.
Danny: I don't see any.
Me: (Flipping several pages) See, you just have a really long paragraph here. Think of Kerouac as sort of the "anti-Cindy."
Danny: I don't like beatniks.


Me: Look, I understand the not liking Kerouac reaction. He was never my favourite beat. How about I read you some Rexroth? We can read him together.
Danny: How long are his paragraphs?

I'm pretty sure Danny will love Burroughs someday, but right now he's still pretty enchanted with Thomas Mann. He'll sit in the kitchen while I make dinner reading The Magic Mountain to me. Danny stumbles over some of the words ("vaulted" gave him some difficulty) and I know he doesn't have a clue what they are talking about, but he just adores the idea of getting consumption, and going off to a sanatorium to recuperate...wait for it...because "All they do in this book is, "Eat a lot of wonderful food, and sleep all day!"

Geez. I mean, when you put it that way he kind of has a point.


I wrote THIS ages ago, and long-time readers have probably seen it already, but for you newer readers, it might be a fun little quiz to take.

Now you stupid beatniks, GET OFF OF MY LAWN!


Raymond said...

Now for the jazz. I recommend trumpeter Blue Mitchell doing his original tune, "Fugii Mama." Bouncy & fun!

At about 10 years old I accidentally bought a 45 single of Yoko Ono ("Touch Me"). I played it over and over and over. It was so .. DIFFERENT. And BECAUSE of that is why I loved it. It had her typical screaming, and a tree falling..

iasa said...

I took your quiz, I'm Gregory Corso! I can live with that. I know they aren't everyone's cup of tea but I do love the beat writers, ever since I was a wee lass.

Wanted to say thanks for bringing up the beats, it inspired me to get writing last evening, got 3500 words written last night.

Goody said...

Hey, that's great iasa. I can't remember the last time I wrote anything that wasn't blog related.

That Corso poem Bomb ought to be required reading in public schools. Won't ever happen, of course, but it should be.

Raymond! Jazz! Yes!
I forgot you did the Jazz show at the station. Of course you know all this stuff. Expect emails from Mr. ETB who seems to be on a music seeking thing these days...though I dunno if I could handle listening to Yoko Ono for more than ten minutes. I really like her, but that voice...I dunno.