It was written on the last day of the year (December 31st, 1984) and things were, clearly, chaotic, unsettled as ever. (Bob was the rock, that kept “the house” in order, despite it all).
Thanks for care of my house this book!
Allen Ginsberg at the Cheltenham Literature Festival in England in 1993. We’ve already featured his spirited reading on that occasion – here.
Another previous posting of ours – Allen Ginsberg and The Clash – Check out Jack Whatley‘s piece in Far Out magazine, revisiting one crucial moment in that conjunction –here
Ginsberg celebrations this coming week at Ponferrada, Spain (as part of the “Km. 251 Ponferrada es jazz” (Ponferrada’s (4th) annual jazz festival). Festivities will begin with an orchestrated reading of “Howl” (“Aullido“) (Oliver Alvarez and Miguel Angel Varela will read, to the accompaniment of music provided by a group of local musicians led by composer-guitarist, Gio Yáñez)
&, in the upcoming October 2019 release The Newish Jewish Encyclopedia, our good friend Billy Mackay informs us, there’s a brief citation for Allen that includes this gnomic gem: “Only a truly great Jewish bard could capture the human condition so succinctly by writing about a man lounging around town ‘seeking jazz or sex or soup.’” – jazz, sex and soup?