Here Come the Warm Beats

9/25-26

Beat Wave

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In One Twilight Note

Lester Young blew BOP out the box

the one room life aglow in the yellow glare

from inside his horn.

Brass Bop Reef flesh BRASSBOP reedflesh BOP

This would move the painter

borrowing now paying later

years in debt mortgage strokes

Over drawn over wrought past due

Ship never came in.

Hell ship never even found the dock.

Day late dollar short

The rent due pay up or shut….

What does the landlord care about art when his rent is up.

BRASSBOP Reed Flesh BOP

Your not a real artist are you?

Your not a real writer are you?

Your not a real musician are you?

Critics howled at the Painter….

Artist explain your ART.

Jackson say explain World War 2.

Jackson splatter vision in hues of infinite night

flipped upon a color wheel gone mad spinning out

of control with innovations and labor saving devices

and 2 Nukes in every pot.

Jackson stole Joseph’s COAT OF MANY COLORS

and had it cut down in a SPORT’S JACKET.

Jackson Pollock dancing chaos canvas

so perfect that every drunk with a paint brush and a beer

bottle imagined himself an equal.

O I CAN DO THAT

O I CAN DO THAT

O Hell a monkey can do that.

Pollock’s crazy murderous last frame behind the wheel

packing teenager lover on the shot gun side

abstracting each other all over the wrong side of the road on

the eastern tip of Long Island.

The inside of the car looked like one of his paintings.

CONVERGENCE. At last.

Jack P con V

How hungry are you Charley?

The BABE RUTH OF JAZZ.

Babe

He hit them out

and he hit them out.

And he ate and drink everything  in sight.

There was only one true blue Bird that Birdland would begot.

The sound he made in his cage.

The dark red shadows behind indigo brick bars

Who sat there?

Why did they sit they?

Who where they that knew the sweat riff of jazz and junk

 

Upon a BEAT WAVE they drowned in dust winking on Snake eyes.

Kerouac’s watching.

jack_kerouac_2114480244

Poor old drunk Jack on the Steve Allen show trying to

explain his brother Neil doing 3 to 5 in San Quentin

for two reefers.

Jack furious. Trying to tell them. There’s no such thing

as BEATNIKS. The word is BEATIFIC. Look it up.

You’ve got us all confused with SPUTNIK, you pack of

vampiric Madison Ave gray flannel whores.

Your image cash registers invented the bongo drum,

the snapping of the fingers, the little black berets

and ink spot pointy goatees. It never EXISTED.

Maynard-G

IT WAS A BAD TV SHOW. It was friggin GILLIAN before

he discovered that idiot island nobody ever got off.

Now what to do? The heart of the old batting order

went done swinging.

Yes they did.

Pollock Parker Kerouac

And maybe before you decide to get drunk and play pretend hipster dress-up

why not find their ART and spend some time with

THAT!

Do some research.

GO BACK AND LEARN SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Find that recurring evil that keeps reinventing itself

swinging open the doors on the minds of each new generation

and gleefully announces:

“HIYA YOU”LL KNOW ME>>>>>”.

Why I’m Jack Ruby

Who shot Oswald

Who shot Kennedy

Who shot MARTIN LUTHER KING

Who had a double shot of Kennedy

Who shot Sadat

Who missed Ford.

Who didn’t even ever try Nixon

Who nicked Regan.

Who shoot out the lights of so many

bright young minds with booze, dope, lies, and despair.

Who named you Generation X

Who named you Generation Next

Why don’t you go have a Pepsi and large fries while

errant rouge killer asteroids rain down on earth like

intergalactic jiffy pop exploding on the Milking Way’s oven.

Who turned planetary extinction global apocalypse

into a “rilly” COOL marketing technique?

Now in the dust of the BEAT WAVE the young sense something

something so beat so beat into fragments.

It’s toolatetobebeat toolatetobehippies toolatetobepunks

Toolatetobeyuppies toolatetobewiggers toolatetobegenerationanythings

BUT IT’S NEVER TOO LATE

   TO BE !

Stop the emulation of children emulating emulations

that were emulations of the dead who died while

emulating emulations of derivative permutations.

What they understood least

all the better

The BEAT WAVE upon the FLESH and BOP

Three dead beats to the measure.

 

From Attitude House  81/99

 

 

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