[Allen Ginsberg (left) with James Edwards (University of Tulsa)]
A fantastic interview digest that offers a snapshot of Allen in the late 1970s. Originally published in The Collegian in 1977, it’s reprinted here online in Oklahoma’s This Land In case you might end up wondering, the “Cotten-clad-One” (sic) referenced is Tibetan yogi Milarepa.
November 15, 2010
The following is an interview with Allen Ginsberg originally published by the University of Tulsa’s student newspaper The Collegian in 1977. It is reprinted here with permission from the Collegian’s publication board and TU’s University Relations office.
[Allen Ginsberg & Steven Taylor, Passaic Falls, Paterson, NJ, May 1978. photo: c. Terry Sanders]
NEW JERSEY ‘S BARD
Allen was always proud of – and rightly so – his New Jersey roots. This past weekend, several young poets from that State gathered together at The Poetry Center at Passaic County Community College for the annual Allen Ginsberg Poetry Awards, “honoring Allen Ginsberg’s Contribution to American Literature.”
A bit late notice, but for those of you in the New York City area, he’s celebrating his 80th at Symphony Space tonight, in the form of a benefit for Clearwater (founded by Pete Seeger) and The Woody Guthrie Foundation, titled: David Amram, The First 80 Years. Some things you can expect, above and beyond Mr. Amram’s ebullient good nature & music:
the New York premiere of Amram‘s Symphonic Variations on A Song By Woody Guthrie
the first ever concert performance of excerpts from Amram‘s classic film scores Splendor In The Grass & The Manchurian Candidate
a screening of… Read More
In case any of you diligent poetryblog followers missed this one a couple days ago, Issa’s Untidy Hut blog for “The Lilliput Review” posted some fascinating background to James Wright‘s two poems “Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota” and “Depressed by a Book of Bad Poetry, I Walk Toward an Unused Pasture and Invite the Insects to Join me.”… Read More
Some excellent footage of John Sinclair in Massachusetts last week shot by Laki Vazakas. He opens with his poem for Marion Brown who passed away October 18 this year.
Allen wrote of Sinclair in his “Outline of Un-American Activities: A PEN American Center Report.” (The complete essay, first published in The Writer and Human Rights, Anchor/Doubleday1983, is now available in Deliberate Prose: Selected Essays 1952-1995 ed Bill Morgan. Harper Perennial. )
“In Detroit there is a rock and jazz impresario named John Sinclair, who was a poet much beloved of Charles Olson. In 1965 we had a big poetry meeting … Read More
John Healy’s film on Gary Snyder & Jim Harrison, The Practice of the Wild has been popping up at festivals here and there, but hasn’t had a proper release till now, starting November 11 at the Jacob Burns Film Center in Pleasantville, NY and then in New York City’s Quad Cinemas on November 12. Check the film’s Facebook page for possible screenings in your area.
While we’re on Snyder, this seems a good time to repost the Steve Heilig’s Counterpunch interview with him that was done around the publication of Snyder & Tom Killion’s Tamalpais Walking book last year.
Finally it’s the OTR treatment we’ve been waiting for! [er..not really, but never mind!]. The
press release states:
“On The Road is an American classic and the seminal work of the Beat generation, but much of it’s lost in translation when read by the generation that goes to the club and then beats. Bringing Kerouac’s best to the bros: On the Bro’d.
Created by an NYC designer/ writer/ humor blogger, OTB wants to be “every sentence of Jack Kerouac’s On The Road, retold for bros”, which he deems appropriate as apparently the book itself’s a product of the “stirring unrest
[Garrett Hedlund (Neal Cassady/Dean Moriarty in the book), Tom Sturridge (Allen Ginsberg/Carlo Marx), John Allen Cassady, Sam Riley ( Jack Kerouac/Sal Paradise) during the On the Road shoot in Montreal, August 2010. photo via Beat Museum]
“I worked with my friend Tom Sturridge, and he plays Carlo Marx, who’s Allen Ginsberg,” Stewart says, excitement creeping into her voice. “And I would look over at him, and he’s doing this fucking full-on Allen Ginsberg crazy monologue in the corner of some thumping, raving party, and I’m dancing to bebop jazz, and I’d be like, ‘Tom, we’re doing “On the Road.” … Read More