Sorry folks, I've had some shit going on that was keeping me from attending to revitalize this blog. So tonight i'm just going to keep it short and simple and we'll get back to the good stuff on friday.
Alright one of my favorite non-fiction books of all time is "On The Road" by Jack Kerouac. If you haven't heard of this, you must look it up.
It is the frame of the canvas of the American landscape in the early sixties, not geographically, but of society and people. Jack Kerouac, a very famous beat writer, and his friend Neal Cassady (who was a member of Ken Kesey and his Merry Pranksters), are broke to the bone in the metropolis on the coast and the book details their experiences of being hobo's living in cars and meeting with people like William Burroughs and Timothy Leary and Allen Ginsber and this massive years-long haze of drugs and alcohol and sex and god knows what. I study American history as hobby, and this book paints the perfect landscape of the various American societies that make us the "United" states. It is wild, it is fun, and best of all, it is true. Try looking at a library or online for the one that's subtitled "The Original Scroll". The original publication was highly edited and censored and nearly everything that the book presented was erased. in "The Original Scroll", they published the book literally word for word including grammatical and punctuational errors and all that, and keep all the names real (which the original publishers didn't allow) and adds like 200 pages of more story that was cut out by the original publisher.
For music, I'm listening to Simon and Garfunkel. I can't explain them. I do not know why they can do what they do. But I do know that their music is pure beauty and joy while at the same side truthful and sad and dark. the Sound of Silence is a fantastic song, as is Bridge over troubled water.
alright night peeps sorry i've just been totally fucking swamped but tomorrow night i promise!
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