I’m having second third fourth thoughts about The Beats
Daddy
O.
See: Kerouac. Well. I read him dry when I was 16. 17. 18.
and
thought
He and his crew were cool. They were not. They are
try
hards.
Burroughs? Murdering junkie dickhead rich kid idolised then
and
now;
Think they all went to see him. Cobain recorded with him
didn’t
he?
But it was all on paper, see. When it really, and it did, come down
to
it
They looked after number one first. Left trails of wives
and
kids -
Their own or others' - from coast to coast and wherever else
they
fled.
I suppose Howl is good and On the Road captures something of
their
essence,
And that they kinda smashed thru the 1950s to enable the 1960s,
but
then
The 1960s and their psychedelia inevitably dribbled into the 1970s
heroin/
coke;
One drug makes you a boring weasel and the other so full of shit that you won’t
shut
up.
Well, I suppose it depends on how closely, or how wide you decide to focus
your
lens,
And I suppose therefore and thus the fact we know to focus
our
lenses
Is a kind of testament to how the Beats did have an impact, even if
it’s
irritating,
And even if their morals and ethics and pseudo-Buddhist proclamations
are
moronic.
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