The Allen Ginsberg Estate is about to re-release in dowloadable format the most comprehensive audio collection the poet ever produced. Volumes have been written about Ginsberg's poetry, but nothing substantial has been written about the songs. Why not? Because poetry is "literature" subject to "literary criticism," and music is not?
Jack Kerouac called from a phone booth while his friends Allen
Ginsberg and Peter Orlovsky anxiously paced outside. "Hello, I'd like to meet with Dr. Suzuki . . . Right
NOW!" The scholar's secretary told him to be there in a half hour. Elated, the
three friends skipped down First Avenue to hail a cab.
"Howl" is about family, friends,
lovers, nations that go mad, or die, or try to. Allen lost his mother, but found Jack Kerouac and
friends. The magnitude of the loss meant that the find couldn't simply be an
inspired group of intimates; it had to give birth to something, it had to
change the world. In a sense, it
There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. And that was the handle -that sense of inevitable victory over Old and Evil