Raise your glass, Mr. Todd: it's the birthday of Jack Kerouac!
His 30 essentials of spontaneous prose:
1. Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
2. Submissive to everything, open, listening
3. Try never get drunk outside yr own house
4. Be in love with yr life
5. Something that you feel will find its own form
6. Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind
7. Blow as deep as you want to blow
8. Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind
9. The unspeakable visions of the individual
10. No time for poetry but exactly what is
11. Visionary tics shivering in the chest
12. In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you
13. Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition
14. Like Proust be an old teahead of time
15. Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog
16. The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye
17. Write in recollection and amazement for yourself
18. Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea
19. Accept loss forever
20. Believe in the holy contour of life
21. Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind
22. Don't think of words when you stop but to see picture better
23. Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning
24. No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge
25. Write for the world to read and see yr exact pictures of it
26. Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form
27. In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness
28. Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better
29. You're a Genius all the time
30. Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored & Angeled in Heaven
hey! the old album is not, i dont know if it ever will be. . . the new album should be out soon i'll let you know, hopefully we can get it on itunes, thank you!
Thanks for the add and thanks for posting my tune up on your blog - i'm flattered - there's so much great stuff on there. I enjoyed looking back through some of the videos and checking out your poems, keep up the good work!
how's life? it's rough in PA... dad died... things are weird... don't even know why i'm saying this here, but it's been a long, long week. hope you're hanging in there with everyone else.
after a late night out and not much sleep i'm here (for no reason) saying hello and wishing you well. hope you're cheerful and not freezing to death, which is what i'm doing at the moment.
