I am reading the Dharma Bums right now. The prose was....odd but when I heard him speak some lines of On the Road Again, I got it. Never knew much or cared about the Beat gen or Beatniks; I was born in the 70's but it is pretty interesting. The US was in its primacy, an ascending arc of power so great even now we can look back and still see the high watermark of that tide. The original "Fuck it" generation.
Whenever I feel poor or hopeless I think about Neal Cassady.I even think about old Neal Cassady the father we never found.I think of Neal Cassady.I think of Pooh Bear
Reading it from the text is one thing but hearing and seeing Mr Kérouac deliver those lines with a very in tune Steve Allen underscoring his short statement always makes me cry.
Get the feeling that the free association of the era is gone forever in this calculating, contrived, brand-bent approach to art and the art of living. Cherish the 1950's and 60's.
Sadly so, the brand-bent approach is the product of those trying to sell their schtick. Alternatively, the insular minds that take it seriously are blind to the life energy, irony and contradictions requiring examination have gone missing. Ah yes, cherish by the living.
Do not cherish something as vast as a year. Those decades meant those adjectives just as much as the now more terrifying years of the Two-Thousand Twenties do. And yet, they also meant liberty and art and beauty and tenderness and truth. Kerouac was a contradiction to American society as much then as he is now, it's simply that he is no longer clouded in the mystique of newness which always drives the youth mad into action as much as matted white sneakers do today. That's perhaps regrettable, but maybe popularity was always shallow, and the actual depth of the art which is ever-lasting is what's important. Kerouac cherished the '60s enough to spend it fervently trying to leave it.
I have been listening to the "scroll" version of "On the road" on audiobook and I find it fascinating in fact somehow or another it has helped me to loosen up and allow my life to be fun or more fun than it already has been. I really was relieved when I heard Neal speak about God and the existence of God and Jack was grumbling about his woes and Neal said and I will paraphrase thats where God is in the midst of those problems and the trick is not to get hung up, I just loved that and hope to remember that for the rest of my days.
Thanks for sharing that one. God is in the midst of those problems....the trick is not to get hung up. It reminds me of the punch line in JD Salinger's novel Franny and Zooey. 'Seymour said we are doing it for the fat lady. Everybody has got their fat lady, mine is sitting on a porch with varicose veins and .....' or words to that effect. Both beautiful expressions of a universally understood truth. It's just not something that most people are able to communicate. Stuck as we are in the midst of our problems.
How EXTRAORDINARY! So grateful to see this. To learn about the actual life of this legend who changed the world: the human being behind the words. Wow!
I discounted JK for years without even tasting his prose and now I have thank God and I believe he was a sensitive genius, an empath to the nth degree, reading him is like being inside his soul, and the brilliant people he surrounded himself with, all just wow. A great American writer, one of the best.
Magnificent reading from "October In the Railroad Earth" at 8:05 -- that's from the Steve Allen Show, I believe. Could you imagine something of that profound, subtle beauty on television today??
Neal was the 1st bisexual hero figure in American lore. Kerouac celebrated his life and visions and peripatesiacal wanderings and wonderings. I think this should be titled "Neal and Jack and Allen" as Ginsberg was the poet who enshrined freedom to love and live as one wishes, who loved Neal and who turned on Bob Dylan and John Lennon to acid and early raptures. Allen and I corresponded for a few years. He told me to write in "vivid particulars" and to make fun of the ratrace that had become modernity with humour not w/ hate. love to you and all who remember those great times. love, joseph roehl
Remember, though, Neal's bisexuality was pretty much a well-kept secret during his lifetime. Kerouac alludes to it subtly here and there (mentioning that Dean Moriarty used to be a "hustler"), but no one really talked about it publicly. And that "code of silence" pretty much held, even into the 1970s and later. I once heard Ginsburg say that when he submitted a story to Ken Kesey for Kesey to publish in his journal "Spit In the Ocean" (ca. 1977 or so) about the first time Ginsburg and Neal made love, Kesey refused to publish it.
@@jazzmanchgo Hi David. Well I don't know about Kesey, but Ginsberg's famous poem "Howl" was 1st performed in 1955 in San Francisco with all of its references to homosexual acts and openly hints at Neal's bisexuality and of course Kerouac wrote of visiting Ginsberg while Allen was still at Columbia Uni. and finding the two in a single bed together naked. Show me please the 'code of silence'. I knew of Neal and Allen by the time I read the poem in the 1960s as it was not hard for scholars to work it out. Thanks for your comments.
So interesting. I’d never thought about it that way but Ginsbergs statement that Kerouac was doing mortification of his own flesh drinking himself to death is a great point.
Remember in the end (there is a wonderful French interview of him) admits he was just a good old Catholic boy ( such a wonderful thought I know you Moderns` think it is quaint) LOVE that about Kerouac AND as I age his writings become little adventures that I can compare to my life as I re-read.
It’s funny because all of the prolific writers throughout history; would never wish their lifestyle on an enemy. That level of self awareness is crippling.
Two Lane Blacktop is a movie that I just now realized was based on Cassady and Kerouac. It's a great car movie. I got my husband to watch it only because I said it has some awesome car stuff in it, and I didn't get until JUST THE LAST FIVE MINUTES that I saw this that I understood what the movie was really about, although it stands alone as a car movie.
WRONG it was just 2 guys racing cars for money nothing to do with cassady or kerouac i wouldn't be surprised if you didn't thought this documentary was about janis joplin
Yes, I agree on several points. Two Lane Blacktop was a very Zen movie, they were laser focused on the car culture and the constant change it brings. Who to race, do they lose the car and how to deal with that. Very zen. Just like Kerouac and On the Road, constant moving brings constant change. The movie did have lots of awesome car stuff. Vanishing Point is the best of those movies, of course.
Captain vernacular... good one. People can be whatever they want to be soon as they drop their insecurities. Unfortunately as a legitimate cultural response there are none. Thank the media. If culture ever resurfaces it will pick up where it's left off.... with the BEATs
Beat souls seeking out that ultimate human experience that is the only road out of the human condition and into the eternal. Did America's passion for roads finally pave over that vast bulge of raw land that used to be her? Raw life, first person authentic experience that isn't interpreted for us by others, or is it just one big theme park with a pre-ordained outcome determined by its makers?
I love these guys man; almost everyday i think about them. I look at something like this and then i go outside and: people are rude, silly cars with noisy exhausts, (not sure if you have those in America), people constantly staring into their phones and while they're walking down the sidewalk, you go out for fun somewhere and the music in the nightclub you go to is just dismal and mostly filled with barbies and kens who pretty much live there and you're in their world, people seem unconscious just like Gurdjieff spoke about, most people seem to alter their minds with is just alcohol and as a result we have a sort of arrogant stupid and clueless culture, movies are terrible now except for one every now and then, even the way people dress; they dress as if they don't put in any effort at all; sometimes i feel like a Jack Kerouac sort of guy, just wandering around my city among people i have nothing in common with; i don't know what i'm doing in this time.
@@TheUndefeatedLoOn I don't know, i feel happier now than when i wrote that, but i still haven't got my head in the clouds. Another thing that annoys me now are jobs, for ages i have been trying to find part time work, but everyone wants someone with experience... there's no way i'm joining the 9 to 5, 5 day a week rat race, i have too many interests. My uncle used to be a hippy, now he's a lay Buddhist, he worked with mentally handicapped people for a few years, i guess he liked it. Its important to live, and you can't do it under someone else's thumb, try to make at least some money so you can buy what you need and do what you enjoy, that's what i want for now, most should do it like that but they don't; they want the mainstream dream.
@@TheUndefeatedLoOn Thanks. Where are you from?. Yeah, we don't have to work all the time and live someone else's idea of what our life should be. I believe in work, but only on things you enjoy, and maybe that means making your own business and money. For now, i am living with my father, but soon i will be with my friends in Canada. I just want to be free and content with my life and not becoming part of someone else's plan.
Indeed it has...'hipster' now is a term of scorn that means 'know-it-all kid with expensive backpack and neckbeard.' It annoyed the hell out of me the first few times I heard it, but I'm getting numb to it.
@@fuzzballzz36 Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That it is. It's my generation. I'm not into these hipsters. There's a reason for the insult, adding insult to injury. Hipsters now aren't the hipsters they were then. One thinks! Maybe they were as superficial and trendy then as they are now, but if it's anything like the beatnik thing... it was popularised and became something plastic, like the image-centric, image-obsessed punks or the thrift shop grunge kids. You know!
Sounds like trauma bond. I know his brother died and he couldn't feel like he could measure with his dead brother who was considered like an angel by his mother. Doesn't seem like he had a healthy childhood or he found his mother unattainable, out of reach.
One explanation I read of the word Hippie is that it came about back in the old western mining towns referring to the people who went to the Chinese opium parlors where they would lay on their sides, or hips, and smoke the opium pipes. Wild Bill Hickock being one who imbibed there as portrayed by Jeff Bridges in the movie" Wild Bill ." If this is true the word has been around since the 1880s .Wild Bill was one of the original Hippies , according to that definition. 😂
"And along come 15 deputies, one was a woman, she don't count.." You can take Neal Cassady out of the 1950's, but you can't take the 1950's out of Neal Cassady. Little did he know that female deputy was part of the change he was stuck in.
These guys remind of most my friends. I stopped idealizing these folks times ago. Unslaved humans with vices, virtues, and a sense to express what they see and feel. Why rag on that.
JACK KEROUAC THE GREATEST NOVELIST EVER ...EVERY ONE GOES ON ABOUT 'ON THE ROAD' (GREAT AS IT IS) BUT I PERSONALLY THING THAT THE TWO BEST BY FAR ARE 'DESOLATION ANGELS' AND 'VISIONS OF CODY'.....ANY THOUGHTS..
Big Sur for me all the way....Reading it now for the 2nd time and I just love this little novella... Jack is so wonderfully descriptive of his time at the cabin - HIS creek, blue jays, mouse. HIS trees and wind and fog and ol' Alf the sacred burro. And THAT bridge, how it terrified him, and the sea and what it said to him, with all it's gurgling fury... To me it's a brilliantly sad account of his sufferings - from hell to heaven and back again seen through the eyes of hopeless and endless Delirium Tremens....
All I ever wanted was a little magic in my life always searching for something that lies just beyond did I find it out there I have come to realize I may have sailed right on past though this flame still it does burn
A life without God is a waste of time . Get Hip, Jesus is Lord to the Glory of God the Father . Deny yourself , take up your cross and follow Him. He is the giver of Life and that eternal..
You got that right! Plenty of opportunities to hitch your wagon to false hope and promises in the world. Jesus died for our sins. Let go of sin and open your heart. Embrace reality.
charles botha Kerouac was well aware of his friend Allen's Jewish background, and of his sexual orientation from the very beginning of their acquaintance. In fact, one of the demons that led to Jack's decline was his inability to come to terms with his own same-sex loves and attractions. The great romantic love of his life was a childhood friend who was killed in WWII. He never got over that and never filled the void it left with alcohol, drugs, travel, writing or religion. He gave up. His is one of the saddest stories in american letters. Peace.
Nik N Cip having sentimental friendships or close emotional ties is not the same thing as being in the closet. It bothers me how people decide, long after the fact, that someone famous was suffering from this sort of pain when there is so much ample evidence against it. Acknowledging that there are many different kinds of love is a much more expensive and honest way to think about people and their lives.
You think? Anybody who deviates runs the risk of being ridiculous. Were they honest in their expression? Do you think that they were intentionally fooling you? Or was their experience valid but incompatible with yours?
Kerouac’s poetry is solid on paper, but imo he is the #1 best spoken word poet I’ve ever heard. Really makes it come alive, pure genius
Yes!
I am reading the Dharma Bums right now. The prose was....odd but when I heard him speak some lines of On the Road Again, I got it.
Never knew much or cared about the Beat gen or Beatniks; I was born in the 70's but it is pretty interesting. The US was in its primacy, an ascending arc of power so great even now we can look back and still see the high watermark of that tide.
The original "Fuck it" generation.
Kerouac's free flowing prose are absolutely incredible. Absolutely fires the imagination. At least it does for me.
Funny, it does nothing for me.
True.
Yes.
Well, they both sound like pure imbeciles. No sense at all. No positivity or negativity. Nothing.
@@rkrw576 You're a dead fish.
"I think of Dean Moriarity." Always loved that last sentence of On the Road. And I also still think of Dean Moriarity from time to time.
Whenever I feel poor or hopeless I think about Neal Cassady.I even think about old Neal Cassady the father we never found.I think of Neal Cassady.I think of Pooh Bear
My best friend in high school adopted the last name Moriarty... She committed suicide a few years back. I miss her
Reading it from the text is one thing but hearing and seeing Mr Kérouac deliver those lines with a very in tune Steve Allen underscoring his short statement always makes me cry.
Get the feeling that the free association of the era is gone forever in this calculating, contrived, brand-bent approach to art and the art of living. Cherish the 1950's and 60's.
Sadly so, the brand-bent approach is the product of those trying to sell their schtick. Alternatively, the insular minds that take it seriously are blind to the life energy, irony and contradictions requiring examination have gone missing. Ah yes, cherish by the living.
@@davidpaul5465 We've lost our souls.
@@4jeffinseattle Not yet!
It was so cheap to live in those days. You could live your dream and just go where it took you
Do not cherish something as vast as a year. Those decades meant those adjectives just as much as the now more terrifying years of the Two-Thousand Twenties do. And yet, they also meant liberty and art and beauty and tenderness and truth. Kerouac was a contradiction to American society as much then as he is now, it's simply that he is no longer clouded in the mystique of newness which always drives the youth mad into action as much as matted white sneakers do today. That's perhaps regrettable, but maybe popularity was always shallow, and the actual depth of the art which is ever-lasting is what's important. Kerouac cherished the '60s enough to spend it fervently trying to leave it.
I have been listening to the "scroll" version of "On the road" on audiobook and I find it fascinating in fact somehow or another it has helped me to loosen up and allow my life to be fun or more fun than it already has been.
I really was relieved when I heard Neal speak about God and the existence of God and Jack was grumbling about his woes and Neal said and I will paraphrase thats where God is in the midst of those problems and the trick is not to get hung up, I just loved that and hope to remember that for the rest of my days.
Should be read by every young man upon entering "life".
I gifted both my sons a copy and they thanked me afterwords.
Thanks for sharing that one. God is in the midst of those problems....the trick is not to get hung up. It reminds me of the punch line in JD Salinger's novel Franny and Zooey. 'Seymour said we are doing it for the fat lady. Everybody has got their fat lady, mine is sitting on a porch with varicose veins and .....' or words to that effect. Both beautiful expressions of a universally understood truth. It's just not something that most people are able to communicate. Stuck as we are in the midst of our problems.
Yes
@@mhringrose yes
Was that one read by tom parker?
How EXTRAORDINARY! So grateful to see this. To learn about the actual life of this legend who changed the world: the human being behind the words. Wow!
+Richard Koenigsberg
You know I feel and I know how you feel. Awe + Pleasure = GOBSMACKED
And he was a huge influence on the 60's musicians, who in their way changed the world.
Drunk on life, drunk on wisdom, most importantly, drunk on love!!
Yes.
Probably drunk on alcohol as well if you're talking about Jack haha
A documentary that does justice to their lived... a long deserved one. Thank you!
He loved Neal so much, two great minds created a movement that is still kicking to this day.
Friendships can fall apart easily. The true friendships hold the test of time.
Sometimes a break is needed.
I discounted JK for years without even tasting his prose and now I have thank God and I believe he was a sensitive genius, an empath to the nth degree, reading him is like being inside his soul, and the brilliant people he surrounded himself with, all just wow. A great American writer, one of the best.
Jennifer H20 good morning
Magnificent reading from "October In the Railroad Earth" at 8:05 -- that's from the Steve Allen Show, I believe. Could you imagine something of that profound, subtle beauty on television today??
Neal was the 1st bisexual hero figure in American lore. Kerouac celebrated his life and visions and peripatesiacal wanderings and wonderings. I think this should be titled "Neal and Jack and Allen" as Ginsberg was the poet who enshrined freedom to love and live as one wishes, who loved Neal and who turned on Bob Dylan and John Lennon to acid and early raptures. Allen and I corresponded for a few years. He told me to write in "vivid particulars" and to make fun of the ratrace that had become modernity with humour not w/ hate. love to you and all who remember those great times. love, joseph roehl
Remember, though, Neal's bisexuality was pretty much a well-kept secret during his lifetime. Kerouac alludes to it subtly here and there (mentioning that Dean Moriarty used to be a "hustler"), but no one really talked about it publicly. And that "code of silence" pretty much held, even into the 1970s and later. I once heard Ginsburg say that when he submitted a story to Ken Kesey for Kesey to publish in his journal "Spit In the Ocean" (ca. 1977 or so) about the first time Ginsburg and Neal made love, Kesey refused to publish it.
@@jazzmanchgo Hi David. Well I don't know about Kesey, but Ginsberg's famous poem "Howl" was 1st performed in 1955 in San Francisco with all of its references to homosexual acts and openly hints at Neal's bisexuality and of course Kerouac wrote of visiting Ginsberg while Allen was still at Columbia Uni. and finding the two in a single bed together naked. Show me please the 'code of silence'. I knew of Neal and Allen by the time I read the poem in the 1960s as it was not hard for scholars to work it out. Thanks for your comments.
josephsanangelo Ginsberg was a creep.
❤
NFA
Doesn't say much for the culture.
Jack was an observer and it was that made his incredible works. he was special, kinda special that we all want to be some day..
A wonderful human being. Kerouac is a one off. What a story. What a life. What a writer.x
The ideal voice for his own verse.
Obviously... any writer worth his salt writes in his own voice. If they don't than they are imitators
Stephen Hargrave what would you say about a book like the alchemist?
So interesting. I’d never thought about it that way but Ginsbergs statement that Kerouac was doing mortification of his own flesh drinking himself to death is a great point.
thanks for these pearls. greetings from italy
Caroline Cassidy is absolutely amazing
''There is a point in life when joy and suffering become one taste.'' 🖖☘🌈😎
I could listen to this goin to sleep every night.
JOY AND TEARS. Natural state, Melancholy.
Thanks for the history about Kerouac and part of the Beat generation
Remember in the end (there is a wonderful French interview of him) admits he was just a good old Catholic boy ( such a wonderful thought I know you Moderns` think it is quaint) LOVE that about Kerouac AND as I age his writings become little adventures that I can compare to my life as I re-read.
Grazie!!!Non pensavo ci fosse un filmato con tali immagini e persone...Interessantissimo!
Writing is an awesome thing to do and read etc. It changes everything sometimes.
Yes
It’s funny because all of the prolific writers throughout history; would never wish their lifestyle on an enemy. That level of self awareness is crippling.
Thank you!!
Two Lane Blacktop is a movie that I just now realized was based on Cassady and Kerouac. It's a great car movie. I got my husband to watch it only because I said it has some awesome car stuff in it, and I didn't get until JUST THE LAST FIVE MINUTES that I saw this that I understood what the movie was really about, although it stands alone as a car movie.
WRONG it was just 2 guys racing cars for money nothing to do
with cassady or kerouac i wouldn't be surprised if you didn't thought this documentary
was about janis joplin
Yes, I agree on several points. Two Lane Blacktop was a very Zen movie, they were laser focused on the car culture and the constant change it brings. Who to race, do they lose the car and how to deal with that. Very zen. Just like Kerouac and On the Road, constant moving brings constant change. The movie did have lots of awesome car stuff. Vanishing Point is the best of those movies, of course.
bobby griz it’s boozing to much at a party
That’s where I was 2years ago when I was bored so I made that comment you’re referring to 😆🥳
bobby griz 👍
@@peterm1826 thats funny
I'm struck by the amazing character of the women who were involved with these men.
Cool, man
Thank you 😊 for posting this 🕉☯️🙏💊☀️👀🌞🌊💭
3 years later I forgot I posted lol
I can't wait to hit the road again!
Perhaps the best way to describe them is "self-centered" and "self-indulgent".
I find him quite narcissistic in many ways. The vulnerable type.
As so many of us are.
The hipster doesn't exist anymore. They faded away long ago.
Those that claim that title today should be ashamed.
Juvenovia
Captain vernacular... good one. People can be whatever they want to be soon as they drop their insecurities. Unfortunately as a legitimate cultural response there are none. Thank the media. If culture ever resurfaces it will pick up where it's left off.... with the BEATs
Wish it were preserved in better condition. Great little snippet of a bio..
Beat souls seeking out that ultimate human experience that is the only road out of the human condition and into the eternal. Did America's passion for roads finally pave over that vast bulge of raw land that used to be her? Raw life, first person authentic experience that isn't interpreted for us by others, or is it just one big theme park with a pre-ordained outcome determined by its makers?
Kerouac was the second writer that I connected with in my youth, the first was Jack London.
Juxtaposed.
Me too. Wow. Cool. Cormac McCarthy?
@@Pleaver Absolutely on CM
Me too. Plus Hemingway 😎
Sounds like a kettle coming constantly to the boil in the background.
Thanks for sharing...
I love these guys man; almost everyday i think about them. I look at something like this and then i go outside and: people are rude, silly cars with noisy exhausts, (not sure if you have those in America), people constantly staring into their phones and while they're walking down the sidewalk, you go out for fun somewhere and the music in the nightclub you go to is just dismal and mostly filled with barbies and kens who pretty much live there and you're in their world, people seem unconscious just like Gurdjieff spoke about, most people seem to alter their minds with is just alcohol and as a result we have a sort of arrogant stupid and clueless culture, movies are terrible now except for one every now and then, even the way people dress; they dress as if they don't put in any effort at all; sometimes i feel like a Jack Kerouac sort of guy, just wandering around my city among people i have nothing in common with; i don't know what i'm doing in this time.
IrishBard Do you consider not idolizing them but making your own show?
I idolize no one. Too young to have met Kerouac, regardless hung with Burroughs , Corso and the bunch. They were all flawed and ohcso very human
Making my own show?, what?. You hung with Burroughs, really?
@@TheUndefeatedLoOn I don't know, i feel happier now than when i wrote that, but i still haven't got my head in the clouds. Another thing that annoys me now are jobs, for ages i have been trying to find part time work, but everyone wants someone with experience... there's no way i'm joining the 9 to 5, 5 day a week rat race, i have too many interests. My uncle used to be a hippy, now he's a lay Buddhist, he worked with mentally handicapped people for a few years, i guess he liked it. Its important to live, and you can't do it under someone else's thumb, try to make at least some money so you can buy what you need and do what you enjoy, that's what i want for now, most should do it like that but they don't; they want the mainstream dream.
@@TheUndefeatedLoOn Thanks. Where are you from?. Yeah, we don't have to work all the time and live someone else's idea of what our life should be. I believe in work, but only on things you enjoy, and maybe that means making your own business and money. For now, i am living with my father, but soon i will be with my friends in Canada. I just want to be free and content with my life and not becoming part of someone else's plan.
How the term "hipster" has fallen
I know, nowadays everyone is a "hipster"...i got tired of it all...went square and sober about 3 years ago. Do some acid once in awhile
Indeed it has...'hipster' now is a term of scorn that means 'know-it-all kid with expensive backpack and neckbeard.' It annoyed the hell out of me the first few times I heard it, but I'm getting numb to it.
Same as what happened to 'beat' or 'beatnik' then ain't it. They always adopt and co-opt and market-ise 'ese things. Yuck.
@@DarlingPhenylethylamine you're right, they do that...but 'hipster' is currently a widely known insult amongst younger people, 'beat' really isn't.
@@fuzzballzz36 Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That it is. It's my generation. I'm not into these hipsters. There's a reason for the insult, adding insult to injury. Hipsters now aren't the hipsters they were then. One thinks! Maybe they were as superficial and trendy then as they are now, but if it's anything like the beatnik thing... it was popularised and became something plastic, like the image-centric, image-obsessed punks or the thrift shop grunge kids. You know!
All we can do now is celebrate those beautiful days of pros... we people close to those times can communicate what it was like. 🙏
Sounds like Real stuff, 8, 9, 10..... Great rhy
Rhythm
Cowboy Neal at the wheel to bus you to never ever land...
He hit as hard as Lord Buckley and took that divine note that only the Universe can hit and took it to the only real home of the Soul: the Road.
Grazie! :)
You WERE high though Neal
cowboy Neal at the wheel
On a trip to never ever land
You're the only woman I've ever wanted to marry, Mom.
Um, that's a little close to the bone isn't it ?
Sounds like trauma bond. I know his brother died and he couldn't feel like he could measure with his dead brother who was considered like an angel by his mother.
Doesn't seem like he had a healthy childhood or he found his mother unattainable, out of reach.
Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn- On the Road
Yes
You seen "Heartbeat"? Good movie.
Carolyn is very astute. Her book is great.
2024 and humanity is lost to it's own devices.
Jack living with his mother. 😂
There was cowboy niel at the wheel of the bus to never never land.....
ruclips.net/video/-tRy2WveGGI/видео.html
that was nice, sounds 68
It's never ever land
And its Neal
Would not be that hard to edit out the screeching horrid sound that makes this great video almost unwatchable
they still got a lot of old US jeeps.
"Walking off alone and the last i saw of him he rounded the corner of 7th Avenue, eyes on the street ahead and bent to it a-gain - Gone."
I feel Jack didn’t have any true catholic friends to talk to as an adult.
12:36 Sea: Sounds of the Pacific Ocean at Big Sur
One explanation I read of the word Hippie is that it came about back in the old western mining towns referring to the people who went to the Chinese opium parlors where they would lay on their sides, or hips, and smoke the opium pipes. Wild Bill Hickock being one who imbibed there as portrayed by Jeff Bridges in the movie" Wild Bill ." If this is true the word has been around since the 1880s .Wild Bill was one of the original Hippies , according to that definition. 😂
Deadwood.
"And along come 15 deputies, one was a woman, she don't count.." You can take Neal Cassady out of the 1950's, but you can't take the 1950's out of Neal Cassady. Little did he know that female deputy was part of the change he was stuck in.
These guys remind of most my friends. I stopped idealizing these folks times ago. Unslaved humans with vices, virtues, and a sense to express what they see and feel. Why rag on that.
Jack was a Christian.Read up on him.Ginburg a mystic.All Artist.
jack kerouac´s magic language upbeat
Yes
I went to try and live on the road,wow,crazy
thank God for these people.
Man, these people love talking about themselves .
Durango McMurphy You got that right!
And I knew some of these characters before they died. Needless to say they didn't care much for me.
Are there any other way to love?
Me too . Naropa . How did you know them . ?
And so, apparently, do you.
amazing woman.
JACK KEROUAC THE GREATEST NOVELIST EVER ...EVERY ONE GOES ON ABOUT 'ON THE ROAD' (GREAT AS IT IS) BUT I PERSONALLY THING THAT THE TWO BEST BY FAR ARE 'DESOLATION ANGELS' AND 'VISIONS OF CODY'.....ANY THOUGHTS..
Tristessa is a master piece!
Tristessa is a very "slept on" book. People need to let that one soak in.
Big Sur for me all the way....Reading it now for the 2nd time and I just love this little novella... Jack is so wonderfully descriptive of his time at the cabin - HIS creek, blue jays, mouse. HIS trees and wind and fog and ol' Alf the sacred burro. And THAT bridge, how it terrified him, and the sea and what it said to him, with all it's gurgling fury... To me it's a brilliantly sad account of his sufferings - from hell to heaven and back again seen through the eyes of hopeless and endless Delirium Tremens....
I read The Dharma Bums in the Himalayas, great place for it.
Chapter 19 of Desolation Angels is the finest writing my eyes have seen, like wonderful music.
Though not a new yorker it feels like perhaps Robert De'niro borrowed a bit of Cassady for his online persona. or not!
(Mmmmmaybe 'mean streets', yes ...)
I used to think the Beats were cool back when I was a kid; Now, not so much.
Adamite?!
Honestly, this guy gets credit for god only knows what?
How many children was Allen with?
There is always that sultry melancholy sadness..
Anyone know what year this documentary was made?
Thanks....
Well, John Clellon Holmes is in it, and he died in 1988, so....a while ago.
It is kind of rap like.
jack, un poete breton ! genius, but alcoolic ..................;
All I ever wanted was a little magic in my life
always searching for something that lies just beyond
did I find it out there I have come to realize
I may have sailed right on past
though this flame still it does burn
partners in crime
Really horrible, so much smoking. They really wanted to be sick and die young.
🤣🤣🤣🤣bullshit!!!!
? ? ? Even american natives smoke their peace pipes . . .
@@AL_THOMAS_777amer indians...they werent the original.
Jack was a Catholic and a Pisces = 🍷🍷🍷🍷🍾♓🐟🐠
Neal = Eddie Haskell/main character from Risky Business/Ferris Bueller/Zack Morris
You know what I mean.
Randall McMurphy?
Zach Morris? No. He was trash
just like Wingman and Stobe
Jesus loves you & them.
It seems to me that this fine artist died from that very common disease known as American disilusionment. Hopefully one day we,ll find a cure for it.
Two myths😍
Dig it
Allin G seems like he totes gets Neal 3400%.... cut from the same beat cloth uh huh
Neal would bend over and grab his ankles for Alan G. For cash.
They would take off on venture’s as long as Alan supplied the booze, drug’s and cash.
Neil would snipe at jack
Cast down your nets and follow me, and become fishers of men.
Big Sur is virtually unreadable. It's the literary equivalent of "hard to watch".
Hmmm. Does this glorify an alcoholic death?? Guy's in bad shape here.
Christian Damian He was a genius and is still an icon show some respect
Most did die of liver diseases including ginsberg but his was due to heroin/hepatitis B
one life? what about reincarnation, the hells he talking about
this life sint shit, i plan to come back as a white chick so i can have a good time :p
tweaker
My last name is santini!
where are you from?
That English wannabe Buckley completely out of place.
Tried to like his style but just never got it read "On the Road " and "Big Sur" meh meh
This sounds like a lot of uppity bullshit to me.
Crack a book, asswipe
@@sn1000k I prefer C.S. Lewis. I am now a born again Christian and Jesus can Save you and I.
A life without God is a waste of time . Get Hip, Jesus is Lord to the Glory of God the Father . Deny yourself , take up your cross and follow Him. He is the giver of Life and that eternal..
You got that right! Plenty of opportunities to hitch your wagon to false hope and promises in the world. Jesus died for our sins. Let go of sin and open your heart. Embrace reality.
Preach elsewhere
Gag.
Self-indulgent twaddle. Amazing that they fooled so many youths, including me in those days. Incapacity is not brilliance.
Yeah,. Why try to improve on a parroted cliche...especially if you haven't the imagination to invent your own shallow put-down?
charles botha Kerouac was well aware of his friend Allen's Jewish background, and of his sexual orientation from the very beginning of their acquaintance. In fact, one of the demons that led to Jack's decline was his inability to come to terms with his own same-sex loves and attractions. The great romantic love of his life was a childhood friend who was killed in WWII. He never got over that and never filled the void it left with alcohol, drugs, travel, writing or religion. He gave up. His is one of the saddest stories in american letters. Peace.
It would be nice if you kept your negative opinion off such a lovely fitting tribute video.
Nik N Cip having sentimental friendships or close emotional ties is not the same thing as being in the closet. It bothers me how people decide, long after the fact, that someone famous was suffering from this sort of pain when there is so much ample evidence against it. Acknowledging that there are many different kinds of love is a much more expensive and honest way to think about people and their lives.
You think? Anybody who deviates runs the risk of being ridiculous. Were they honest in their expression? Do you think that they were intentionally fooling you? Or was their experience valid but incompatible with yours?
the dog said, "it was a good time for literature although I can't read." ~ tenderbastard