Word: kerouac
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...album’s strength isn’t its beefed-up sound, but rather Craig Finn’s comparably stripped-down lyricism, which is probably more appropriate for his audience. For example, previous album “Boys and Girls in America” began with a Kerouac quote; the beginning of this one cites Iggy Pop. Biblical allusions still pop up throughout the record, but Finn is now less consumed with literary references and name-dropping Twin Cities locales. This allows him to prove he can write songs that convey themes of frustration and redemption to people...
...There were more significant meanings in Judge Clayton’s decision than a new grey shade to the opaque of California legalism. Howl, not a very good poem, became an immediate best seller, and North Beach—which already gave the novel Jack Kerouac and On the Road—was discovered by big as well as little magazines...
...Ginsberg and Kerouac are oracle and cantor of the Beat Generation’s metaphysical search for IT. IT is the moment of reckoning, the bohemian nirvana, the ultimate thrill. IT is sought by several means: by sex, by bullfighting, by jazz—when the man with the trumpet finds what he’s looking for and brings his audience with him. IT is found in motion, in the “night-cars” which whisk across the Continent both in Kerouac’s novel and in Howl. IT is no more obscure than absolution...
...Beat poets abandon the intellect. To the Harvard community, schooled as we are in the academy of form, all poetry seems back which lacks order. Playboy, Esquire, and Harper’s are effectively snide in calling Kerouac and Ginsberg “immature.” Indeed they are; but, in the same sense, American poetry (outside of S.F.) appears to be senile—the aridity of a sterile Greenwich Village, or the ingrown complexity of form without substance, of structure without inspiration, which characterizes the overwhelmingly academic literature of America’s intelligentsia...
...book form in France in 1958. One year later a U.S. edition was brought out by Grove Press, the combative imprint that had published Lady Chatterley's Lover, Tropic of Cancer and Naked Lunch. The Grove edition came with an introduction by no less a hipster than Jack Kerouac. Whatever you think of his feverish prose ("The charging restless mute unvoiced road keening in a seizure of tarpaulin power ..."), in one lovely line Kerouac got the book just right. "After seeing these pictures," he wrote, "you end up finally not knowing anymore whether a jukebox is sadder than a coffin...