Being a serious writer hardly means leading the life of a saint. In 1951, in Mexico City, long before the publication of Naked Lunch, which made him famous, William S. Burroughs accidentally shot and killed his common-law wife Joan Vollmer in a drunken stunt. He was trying to prove his marksmanship William Tell-style. Instead of […]
In Memory: Carl Weissner, So Rudely Interrupted
Carl died unexpectedly three years ago today. On the first anniversary of his death, I posted a tribute from friends and others. Here’s a photo from a trip he took to Marseille, where he was gathering impressions for a novel he wanted to write, which wasn’t all that long before he died. His absence among […]
Kick That Habit? Bellaart Does Burroughs
This pencil drawing of William S. Burroughs by Gerard Bellaart is one of two portraits. It’s the introspective Burroughs. The other drawing, a charcoal sketch to be posted soon, catches Burroughs in a wholly different state of mind, as if possessed by the Ugly Spirit that Burroughs believed had dogged him throughout his life. The […]
Beckett But Not Beckett: ‘Being Human’
It begins in blackness with whispers. Jumps to a face with eyes closed. The eyes open. Words form: “I was almost human. But then something went wrong. I was a human being. But then I became a victim. I was almost a human being but then I ran out of time.” I wish I could […]
Posting a Cold Turkey Card While Paris Burns
By way of explanation, I was occupied searching for word pattern. Found a rangy young man whose authority was roughly 50 words retyped in columns from the beginning more habit-forming than his life. He hunkered across the columns and typed them again. Undsoweiter … And now for R. Crumb’s pièce de résistance: EmailFacebookTwitterReddit
‘Death in Paris’ Struck Prescient Note
Apropos today’s headline about the hacked U.S. CENTCOM Twitter Account . . . a friend was looking over our late amigo Carl Weissner’s “Doomsday Lit” novel Death in Paris. Boy, is that title apt. Not to mention the chapter headings. How about this one? >im in ur base killin ur d00dz
A Balzac Reminder for 2015: ‘Flee, Hide & Be Silent’
The Cold Turkey Press card for the New Year bears the Latin words that Balzac saw on a monk’s cell and took for his own motto. EmailFacebookTwitterReddit
Consumer Poem for the Occasion: A Global Love Bomb
The wisdom of the words, the wit of the montage — to say nothing of the pitch-perfect narration — make “True Love in the Impossible Emporium” a media keeper for this holiday season and all the ones to come. Words by Heathcote Williams. Narration and montage by Alan Cox. The poem, which begins like this, […]
Incidental Intelligence: A Portrait of William Burroughs
I once asked Nelson Algren what he thought of Naked Lunch. He grinned at me, as though he were being entertained by a wiseguy. I knew he had no love for the Beats. He had derided Jack Kerouac as a momma’s boy and dismissed Allen Ginsberg as a publicist. So his answer surprised me: “Burroughs […]
Music Theater: ‘Street Scene for the Last Mad Soprano’
This performance was recorded in Taos, New Mexico, in September 2014. The piece had its world premiere in Germany at Theater K-9, in Konstanz, in 1996. Abbie Conant, Soprano & Trombone / William Osborne, Music Text and Video From William Osborne’s brief description: Imagine a singer living among the dumpsters behind the Met. Tomorrow is […]
Last Call for the Burroughs Cut/Up Show
The materials in this centenary exhibition are drawn from Emory University’s Raymond Danowski Poetry Library, a collection of rare books, chapbooks, little magazines, journals, broadsides, audio recordings, manuscripts, and visual art from all over the world. Assembled by collector Raymond Danowski over 25 years, the collection is thought to have been the largest poetry library […]
Cody Maher: ‘Another Day at the Office’
So it’s back to the grind, which is absurd but apparently necessary for the GDP. Here’s something to chew on besides the turkey leftovers: Subject I He appeared in our office dressed in uniform. He was asking us to believe that he had ever fought for anything in his life. The uniform didn’t go with […]
Dear Cannibals, Have a Sweet Thanksgiving
Our delicious Thanksgiving team of William S. Burroughs and Norman O. Mustill has been a happy pairing. It still is. But the Straight Up staff of thousands wanted to add a sweetener, something like cranberry sauce, to this year’s celebration of gratitude. Here ‘tiz: Words by Heathcote Williams, narration and montage by Alan Cox.
Once Upon a Time, Ginsberg Kept City Lights Humming
I’ve added a site to the blogroll, calling it “All Things Allen Ginsberg” instead of its official web address allenginsberg.org. I should have added it long ago. Bad housekeeping. The site is a goldmine of information, literary and otherwise, not just about Ginsberg, which is its main focus of course, but also about the Beat […]
‘Hello!’ — ‘The Duchess of Malfi,’ or ‘A Dead Pussy’
Selma Hayek asks and Heathcote Williams answers. She: “I had this cousin from Mexico who had two very jealous brothers.And one day she confronted them, and she said: ‘Stop spying on my pussy!’”He: “I so wish I’d met you before. I could have used that line.” EmailFacebookTwitterReddit
More News from Paris: Huge Bookfair Opens Today
Offprint Paris at the Beaux-arts de Paris showcases publishers of art, photography, design, and experimental music labels. The 2014 edition features more than 130 publishers from nearly two dozen countries, an exhibition (“Disarming Design from Palestine”), and a variety of public discussions and signings. Special guests include Paul Soulellis (Library of the Printed Web), Mathieu […]
The Reviews Are In: How Many Tomatoes for ‘Algren’?
I took a survey of viewers who saw “Algren,” the new documentary that recently had its world premiere at the Chicago International Film Festival. Here’s what they said: Reviewer #1: Really interesting and fast-paced. It gives me a great sense of the guy without being pious. I’m unsure about the kitschy style. The fast edits […]