Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Punk Beats

By Molly O'Hagan:

Perhaps a tenuous link to begin with, I was nontheless amazed by the lack of parallels characterized between Punk subculture and beat ideologies. Despite often vague descriptions of both cultures, Punks, like the beats, are often invested in concepts punk politics include anarchism: Many would argue that SF beats were largely grounded in Ferlinghetti’s influence and exposure, especially after the formation of City Lights. Ferlinghetti himself was, infact, a self-declared anarchist. Anarchy is also a theme found in the likes of On the Road, and Howl.

anti-militarism and anti-capitalism are both topics popularized in such classics as a Ginsberg’s A Supermarket in California, and Dog. The latter of the two also envokes other popular ‘Punk’ ideologies of environmentalism, vegetarianism and animal rights.

Of the half dozen searches through even the University of California’s intellectual property databases, the connctions between the two genre/cultures was essentially limited to “San Francisco Beat: Talking to the Poets,” in which David Meltzer interviews Philip Lamantia. The full extent of their discussion on Punk is limited to the following:

However, searches for both publications only yielded a small amount of information about these tenous links between two very influential and, seemingly, ideologically similar subcultures.

Lit Map of San Francisco

By Molly O'Hagan

Understanding San Francisco as a site of the cultural imaginary can often seem a daunting task when already attempting to envision the city in its physical glory. For the artists behind “Lit Map of San Francisco,” the capturing of cultural geography is a necessary step in understanding the true boundaries and districts of San Francisco. The work includes quotes from the following authors and texts:

Alice Adams (Second Chances – 1988)

Isabel Allende (Daughter of Fortune – 1999)

Maya Angelou (I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings – 1969)

Gertrude Atherton (The House of Lee – 1940)

Albert Benard de Russailh (Last Adventure – 1851)

Ambrose Bierce (The Death of Halpin Frayser – 1891)

Herb Caen (Herb Caen’s San Francisco – 1957)

Philip K. Dick (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? – 1968)

Dave Eggers (A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius – 2000)

Lawrence Ferlinghetti (Dog – 1958)

Allen Ginsberg (Sunflower Sutra – 1956)

Andrew Sean Greer (The Confessions of Max Tivoli – 2004)

Dashiell Hammett (The Maltese Falcon – 1930)

Robert Hass (Bookbuying in the Tenderloin – 1967)

Bob Kaufman (No More Jazz at Alcatraz)

Maxine Hong Kingston (China Men – 1980)

Jack Kerouac (On the Road – 1957)

Gus Lee (China Boy – 1991)

Armistead Maupin (Tales of the City – 1978)

Czeslaw Milosz (Visions From San Francisco Bay – 1975)

Alejandro Murguia (The Medicine of Memory – 2002)

Frank Norris (McTeague – 1899)

Thomas Pynchon (The Crying of Lot 49 – 1968)

Ishmael Reed (Earthquake Blues – 1988)

William Saroyan (The Living and the Dead – 1936)

John Steinbeck (Travels with Charley – 1961)

George Sterling (The Cool, Grey City of Love – 1920)

Robert Louis Stevenson (Arriving in San Francisco – 1879)

Amy Tan (The Joy Luck Club – 1989)

Michelle Tea (Valencia – 2000)

Hunter S. Thompson (The Great Shark Hunt – 1964)

Mark Twain (Early Rising, As Regards Excursions to the Cliff House – 1864)

Sean Wilsley (On the Glory of It All – 2005)

Each quote is placed on the map to correlate with the setting of the text and/or author. The map allows insight into the ways in which districts like North Beach have been captured in the imagination of readers for generations. While San Francisco is not the only city to be memorialized for its literary geography, this map provides a way for students of “San Francisco Literature” to begin making sense of the politics of the city as captured in some of the most famous and beloved texts. For more information, go to bigthink.org

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Into the Wild = PG 13 Dharma Bum?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taFaFEuwHLQ

When I first read The Dharma Bums, I immediately thought of John Krakauer's Into The Wild.
Into The Wild appeals to me as a pg-13 version of The Dharma Bums. It portrays similarities in such that with the exception of alcohol, sex, drugs, partying, poetry readings, literary and religious gatherings and zipping, it's just about a guy who wants to experience life without all of the extra stuff that comes with it. Traveling through nature, rafting, learning to just enjoy the adventure of life. McCandless does what he wants and it keeps reminds me of The Dharma Bums for some reason.

Jack Kerouac

http://open.salon.com/blog/ralph_tingey/2009/11/25/how_jack_kerouac_changed_my_life

I found this to be interesting. It is amazing that a book that built up the reputation of being dangerous has affected,  at least this life, positively. I have not read On The Road, but based on The Dharma Bums, with some of the hardcore x-rated lifestyles including heavy partying, alcohol, drugs and sex, this man here exemplifies someone who is unaffected by those sorts of pressures, or at least the drinking part and reads Kerouac's On The Road like I read The Dharma Bums. Significant to me because even though people have criticized such novels and have labeled them dangerous influences, they really aren't, especially since what is quite often perceived as the definition of good is what causes happiness.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

patti smith as post beat


Even though her first album was published in 1975 and it has since considered the forerunner of punk movement, Patti Smith’s Horses been clearly influenced by Beat poetry. In the The visions evoked through her lyrics it’s easy to find her legacy to Allen Ginsberg’s imaginative world and captivating rhythmes.

The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was sliding up the hallway
He merged perfectly with the hallway,
He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run,
but the movie kept moving as planned
The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny
The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started laughing hysterically 

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
horses, horses, horses, horses 
coming in in all directions
white shining silver studs with their nose in flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that,
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi
Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy,
Can't you show me nothing but surrender ?”
Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
Taped to his chest there's the answer,
You got pen knives and jack knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he screams, saying
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain
And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi
There's a little place, a place called space
It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
And the name of the band is the
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes
Baby calm down, better calm down,
In the night, in the eye of the forest
There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
the sea's the possibility
There is no land but the land
(up there is just a sea of possibilities)
There is no sea but the sea
(up there is a wall of possibilities)
There is no keeper but the key
(up there there are several walls of possibilities)
Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities.
(up there)
I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my knee
(on the screen)
And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame
(in the heart of man)
The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea horses
He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat
(the spoon)
And let it deep in
(the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening in my hand
And I felt the arrows of desire
I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area 
(go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)
And go Johnny go and do the watusi,
Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers all entwined through the air,
I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers,
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
The hairs were like wires going through my body
I I that's how I
that's how I
I died
(at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were after)
(they knew what they were after)
[Everything on the current] moved up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities
There's no land but the land

looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
that went streaming through the sands like fingers,
like arteries, like fingers 
(how much fits between the eyes of a horse?)
He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
No one heard that cry,
No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,
(His fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
And so he seized the first 
(his vocal chords shot up)
(possibility)
(like mad pituitary glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is nothing happening at all)
and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
saw this sweet young thing (Fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter

In the sheets
there was a man
dancing around
to the simple
Rock & roll
song 


Saturday, December 3, 2011

Not Joan Baez

I was going to post something about Joan Baez, per Matt's request, but I came across something far more... interesting...

I had heard about the Beat Museum from a classmate a few months back and had been meaning to check it out this quarter. I still haven't made it up to SF, but in a state of procrastinating writing one of my final papers, I decided to check out their website. At the top of their homepage, there's currently a picture of Penn Jillette of Penn and Teller's "Fool us", placed next to a peculiar picture of Allen Ginsberg and Gregory Corso. If you click on the picture, it will send you to an article written by the Beat Museum about Penn's visit to North Beach. There are two headlines on this page: one reads "ALLEN GINSBERG STANDS NAKED BEFORE THE WORLD" and the other says, "PENN JILLETTE STANDS NAKED BEFORE THE WORLD." These headlines are peculiar enough, but not too surprising, given it was a single instance and not unlike Ginsberg or Penn to do something out of the ordinary.

What was really surprising to me was the contents of the article... Apparently, "Ginsberg used to like to get naked
at poetry readings because 'The poet stands naked before the world.'"

Ok, I read this wrong, and according to the Beat Museum, "Beat scholars tell us it only happened once, at a reading where one of Allen's friends was being heckled by an audience member and Allen leaped to his friend's defense, took his clothes off and challenged the heckler to do the same."

Still, I thought this was an interesting tidbit about Ginsberg, and even better when I learned that Penn had been acquainted with Ginsberg back in the 80s and 90s and loved his work-- so much that he not only posed in a picture with the photo of Ginsberg and Corso, but he chose to do it naked in honor of his enjoyment of Ginsberg and the Beat movement.

You can see the article here: http://www.thebeatmuseum.org/penn-jillette/

Here's the picture of Penn with the photo of Ginsberg...

Friday, December 2, 2011

After reading a bit more about the University of California and the development of the atomic bomb in Brechin, I saw a friend of mine looking at this video. It's incredible, I never expected the numbers that were shown.

"This piece of work is a bird's eye view of the history by scaling down a month length of time into one second. No letter is used for equal messaging to all viewers without language barrier. The blinking light, sound and the numbers on the world map show when, where and how many experiments each country have conducted. I created this work for the means of an interface to the people who are yet to know of the extremely grave, but present problem of the world."



Japanese artist Isao Hashimoto has created a beautiful, undeniably scary time-lapse map of the 2053 nuclear explosions which have taken place between 1945 and 1998, beginning with the Manhattan Project's "Trinity" test near Los Alamos and concluding with Pakistan's nuclear tests in May of 1998. This leaves out North Korea's two alleged nuclear tests in this past decade (the legitimacy of both of which is not 100% clear).

Each nation gets a blip and a flashing dot on the map whenever they detonate a nuclear weapon, with a running tally kept on the top and bottom bars of the screen. Hashimoto, who began the project in 2003, says that he created it with the goal of showing"the fear and folly of nuclear weapons." It starts really slow — if you want to see real action, skip ahead to 1962 or so — but the buildup becomes overwhelming.

More Occupy things...with poetry

Again to connect the Beat Generation's use of Poetry to influence generations:

This leads to another comparison ofBeat Poets and the Occupy Movement:

To conclude we have another example of Bill O'Reilly acting asinine. In this video he calls the Occupy Protesters, hippies, lazy, "wandering around," and "jobless because they don't want to work."

-Adam J.

A Forgotten Beat

It is the last week of classes and I decided to put some wisdom onto the blog. I feel like William S. Burroughs (author of Naked Lunch) is a beat poet that went largely unmentioned in the class. As such, I decided to post some quotes from him that I really liked. Some real beattitude stuff

"Language is a virus from outer space"

"How I hate those who are dedicated to producing conformity"

"After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn't do it. I sure as hell wouldn't want to live in a society where the only people allowed guns are the police and the military"

":Admittedly, a homosexual can be conditioned to react sexually to a woman, or to an old boot for that matter. In fact, both homo - and heterosexual experimental subjects have been conditioned to react sexually to an old boot, and you can save a lot of money that way"

And finally, the most insight

"After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'I want to see the manager"

A Day Without Goldman Sachs

Another Day of Action is coming up in relation to the OWS movements. A port occupation. I think a huge percentage of the imports that the port of Los Angeles takes in go to Walmarts. It would be interesting to get the actual numbers on what the percentage is, and how much money, if any, Walmart could stand to loose. According to the Facebook page, it will be coordinated by both Occupy LA and Long Beach. I am excited to see what the turn out for this will be considering that Oakland had close to 10,000...

""Occupy the Ports/A Day without Goldman Sachs," on December 12
Proposal Adopted by Unanimous Consensus of the General Assembly of OccupyLA, Nov. 15.

Occupy Los Angeles and Long Beach will carry out a port action, "Occupy the Ports/A Day without Goldman Sachs," on December 12 as part of the Dec. 12 day of action, Boycott and March previously adopted by the GA. The occupation will take place at at least one facility owned by SSA Marine, a shipping company belonging to Goldman Sachs, (coordinated with a possible port shut down by the port truck drivers) as a build up towards a General Strike on May 1, 2012.

The General Strike Preparation Committee of Occupy LA, will work with the Dec. 12 Coalition, port truck drivers, longshore, warehouse and other port workers, community residents, unions, and Occupy Long Beach to plan and organize the Dec. 12 actions.

We will develop alliances in the process with organized and unorganized labor, student and community groups to prepare for and build towards a General Strike on May 1, 2012, or at any moment that circumstances and conditions demand.

We call on other Occupations to act on Dec. 12 and May 1.

The 1% are depriving port truck drivers and other workers of decent pay, working conditions and the right to organize, even while the port of LA/LB is the largest in the US and a huge engine of profits for the 1%. The 1% have pursued a conscious policy of de-industrialization that has resulted in "trade" at the port meaning that there are 7 containers coming in for every one going out. The 1% have driven migrant workers into a "grey market" economy and repression. The 1% use police brutality and repression, jails and prisons to suppress, divide and try to silence the 99% and all who oppose their insatiable greed. To put an end to all that, we call on the 99% to march, boycott, occupy the ports, and STRIKE on December 12 for full legalization, good jobs for all, equality and justice.

After the Occupy the Ports/A Day Without Goldman Sachs action, OccupyLA will be mobilizing people to the downtown March and Boycott."

Thursday, December 1, 2011

"Elegy in a Spider's Web"

I had never been a big fan of poetry. As is the case with many things you at one point detested, there is that one, whatever, that makes you re-evaluate your position. For me, it was an in class reading of Laura Riding's "Elegy in a Spider's Web." Per our TA's request, in a circle, each person read one line from the poem. The reading passed through the circle at least four times, and the repetition that was not quite a repetition (as the poem is repetitive without quite repeating itself) added intensity to what was already a haunting poem.

In reading her work out loud, there is an inherent participation in her passion and I think that is what changed poetry for me. The in class readings on Wednesday reminded me of that, as by listening to the readers, we became participants, and that is really cool.

I wanted to share this poem because I think it expresses similar emotions found throughout many of the works we have read in the course; passion, depression, frustration and bafflement. While I do not think the poem is a snug fit with the poems we have been reading, the tension is very reminiscent of styles that continually pop up.

I think Riding is grappling with the inexplicable nature of death. The absolute inability for comprehension of death and the impossibility of being able to create an adequate schema to even analyze it; she questions and questions, but they are incoherent inquiries without possibility for insight.

"Elegy in a Spider's Web"

What to say when the spider
Say when the spider what
When the spider the spider what
The spider does what
Does does dies does it not
Not live and then not
Legs legs then one
When the spider does dies
Death spider death
Or not the spider or
What to say when
To say always
Death always
The dying of always
Or alive or dead
What to say when I
When I or the spider
No I and I what
Does what does dies
No when the spider dies
Death spider death
Death always I
Death before always
Dead or alive
Now and always
What to say always
Now and always
What to say now
Now when the spider
What does the spider
The spider what dies
Dies when then when
Then always death always
The dying of always
Always now I
What to say when I
When I what
When I say
When the spider
When I always
Death always
When death what
Death I says say
Dead spider no matter
How thorough death
Dear or alive
No matter death
How thorough I
What to say when
When who when the spider
When life when space
The dying of oh pity
Poor how thorough dies
No matter reality
Death always
What to say
When who
Death always
When death when the spider
When I who I
What to say when
Now before after always
When then the spider what
Say what when now
Legs legs then none
When the spider
Death spider death
The genii who cannot cease to know
What to say when the spider
When I say
When I or the spider
Dead or alive the dying of
Who cannot cease to know
Who death who I
The spider who when
What to say when
Who cannot cease
Who cannot
Cannot cease
Cease
Cannot
The spider
Death
I
We
The genii
To know
What to say when the
Who cannot
When the spider what
Does what does dies
Death spider death
Who cannot
Death cease death
To know say what
Or not the spider
Or if I say
Or if I do not say
Who cannot cease to know
Who know the genii
Who say the I
Who they we cannot
Death cease death
To know say I
Oh pity poor pretty
How thorough life love
No matter space spider
How horrid reality
What to say when
What when
Who cannot
How cease
The knowing of always
Who these this space
Before after here
Life now my face
The face love the
The legs real when
What time death always
What to say then
What time the spider"

--Laura (Riding) Jackson

Daria Always Knows Best.


The ever so popular nostalgic 90s MTV sensation Daria pays tribute to Allen Ginsberg's poem Howl in her own cynical, sarcastic tone. In a strange way, 16 year old Daria Morgendorffer herself has more in common with the Beat Generation poets than most would think. Dressed in an outfit that her younger sister Quinn (vice president of the highly coveted Fashion Club) would deem as horrific, (think big hipster-looking black combat boots) Daria isn't afraid to voice her opinions and always seems to think outside the box and go against societal expectations. Smart, acerbic, and refusing to follow the cultural/fashion trends and norms that Lawndale High has to offer, Daria has always been her own person and has always been an individual, much like her best friend Jane Lane. Sardonic and skeptical of the preoccupations/values of her fictional hometown of Lawndale, it seems only appropriate that Daria does a presentation for the ever so excitable Mr. O'Neill's English class, saluting to Ginsberg himself.

-Gina Kim