Showing posts with label Jack Hirschman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jack Hirschman. Show all posts

Friday, December 13, 2013

Friday's Weekly Round-Up - 156




Jack Hirschman's 80th birthday today!


From an (undated)  interview on American Legends 

Interviewer: Of the early Beats, Allen Ginsberg is the one you're most closely identified with.

Jack Hirschman: I was in touch with Allen early on for a bunch of reasons. When I was a professor [Hirschman was a Student Teaching Assistant at Indiana University, 1955-59, Instructor at Dartmouth College, 1959-61, and Assistant Professor of English at UCLA 1961-1966, before being fired, in 1966, for alleged "activities aganst the state", at the height of the Vietnam War], I translated a book of Vladimir Mayakovsky, the Futurist poet. This was done in collaboration with Victor Erlich. I showed the book to Allen. He was very moved and impressed because he identified with Mayakovsky too. We became friends by letter, then he came to visit, I was in the university at that time which was really part of the corporate world. When I came into the street, I read with Allen two or three times in Los Angeles. Later we read together with poets around here (San Francisco).

and, in an interview with Marco Nieli in Left Curve, he continues:

" In those days, a rather rhyme-y, clanky translation of Mayakovsky by Herbert Marshall was the only text available. But Mayakovsky, the first street poet of the century, caught my attention, also because of his relation to the Bolshevik Revolution and because Ginsberg's "Howl" had evoked something of Mayakovsky's journalistic notation. So, before I had learned Russian (which was to come eighteen years later) I had Victor Erlich, a friend at the time in Indiana, give me the translations of the texts and I wrote Mayakovsky into American in free verse form. And it was that translation (though I'd written a short praise poem to Allen after "Howl"'s publication) that actually began my friendship with Ginsberg, when I brought the text to New York in the late '(19)50s".

From the American Legends interview:


"Of the Beats, Allen Ginsberg and Lawrence Ferlinghetti were the ones who were really progressive. Even today Lawrence still carries on and tries to provoke. It's quite amazing." 

[On his avowed Communism] - "How can Marxism not influence us today? How many kids don't have healthcare, and the government is making war largely to secure oil routes. If that is not the reason to change the way money is distributed in the society, I don't know what is."

Here's Jack Hirschman, introduced by Jerry Cimino, at the opening of San Francisco's Beat Museum



"It's great to be here. There's no doubt whatever - the journey I've taken in my own life, identites with political dimensions, in a very direct way - that the Beat movement has been part of my adult life - and I would not say an unimportant part, in relation to some of the poets that have been connected with it."

Here's Jack, explaining his relation to the Beats (in Italian) to an Italian interlocutor

City Lights this past Wednesday hosted a Jack Hirschman Birthday Celebration

City Lights published Front Lines (Pocket Poets Number 55), his Selected Poems, (and, more recently, in 2008, All That's Left)

The Arcanes, Jack Hirschman's one-thousand-page magnum opus, published in 2006, is available here 

Jack is, it has to be said, (and may he continue to be), gloriously prolific, the author of over one hundred volumes (of poetry, prose, anthology, and translation).




So Kill Your Darlings, the Daniel Radcliffe "Beat" vehicle successfully opened it's run in the UK.  More press. Here's Peter Bradshaw's review in The Guardian. Here's Mark Kermode in The Observer.
Here's Jenny McCartney in The Telegraph,
Here's Nigel Andrews in The Financial Times.

John Krokidas, the director, talks to The Economist here  and to HeyUGuys.               
Dane DeHaan and Daniel Radcliffe talking to HeyUGuys is here.


tropicolanadelrey Lana Del Rey Reveals Tropico Film Poster

So the Lana del Rey/Anthony Mandler "Tropico" film that we mentioned last week has, it turns out, a little more of Allen's "Howl" in it than just the opening line.  Moody posturing, arty titillation, chic [sic] violence. Portentous declamation. A group of businessmen order a bunch of strippers for "Jack" [sic]'s birthday, but get, shockingly, held-up at gunpoint instead - "with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares" - Heterosexual fantasies - will this bring in a whole new generation to the poem?



Sherill Tippins' exhaustively-researched Inside The Dream Palace (The Life And Times of New York's Legendary Chelsea Hotel) has just been published. Allen is, of course, of necessity, all over it. One representative charming little anecdote from its facts-filled pages:
 "Stella Waitzkin, a part time Abstract Expressionist and housewife from Riverdale, divorced her salesman husband to live the bohemian life at the Chelsea, inviting such creative friends as (Willem) de Kooning, (Gregory) Corso, (Allen) Ginsberg, Larry Rivers, and even Arthur Miller to share drinks and conversation in her spacious fourth-floor suite. Waitzkin..turned her Chelsea home into an artwork in progress, covering the walls with shelves full of faux books made of resin cooked up in the hotel basement...It was the perfect environment for pot-fueled, poetry-and-art-filled evenings, such as the one in which she dreamily informed Ginsberg that "words are no longer sufficient to say what needs to be said", that "only images will work now", just as one of the young guests suddenly looked ill, and Ginsberg, wanting to spare Stella's floor, held out his backpack full of handwritten poems for the girl to throw up into.."

Eulogies, nostalgia. Excess. It's a very very different Chelsea Hotel today.

Next Tuesday (December 17), on BBC's Radio 4, Allen is the focus of the "Great Lives" series (a "biography series exploring the greatest people who ever lived" !). Matthew Parris is the compere, Michael Horovitz is the nominator, Barry Miles will also be on hand to provide "biographical detail"

Friday, November 4, 2011

Friday's Weekly Round Up 48



This week's Friday Round-Up begins once again in solidarity with Occupy Wall Street. Here's Eric Drooker's on-site slide presentation (and a spirited recital of the Moloch section of Howl). Andy Laties is on saxophone, Eric Blitz is on percussion ("playing a piece of foam-core because the cops shut down his drums"). Filming is by Rebecca Migdal.

For earlier (sunnier! - tho' no less impassioned) on-site Zuccotti footage we recommend here, Laki Vazakas' impressionistic portrait of October 17 2011.

Johnny Depp fans? Johnny's been doing the rounds (well, doing a little press) for his Hunter S Thompson movie, and, as always, giving the kudos to Allen. From Roger Moore's piece in The Orlando Sentinel : "Literary historian Douglas Brinkley compared him (Hunter) to Ernest Hemingway, Thompson's idol, who also committed suicide, and F Scott Fitzgerald. Depp adds to that list "Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac, Jack London and Nathanael West"."
One common denominator (perhaps)? - the unflinching gaze.

Here's Hunter Thompson's recorded remarks on Allen, shortly after his death:
"Yeah. Allen was a particular friend, one of my heroes, really. I knew him almost as long as I've been writing...I was once arrested with Ginsberg. He was a big help to me. He was one of the few people who read unknown writer's work. Maybe he was just hustling me. He liked to flirt, Allen. They called him a monster but he was only falling in love!"

Our friend Jerry Aronson passed on a little thing he received - a poem made from Johnny Depp's comments on Allen (from the footage of Depp in The Life and Times of Allen Ginsberg -transcribed, along with other Depp materials, here).
We don't usually feature poem-contributions, but in this case we'll make an exception.
"After reading it for a poetry group, I was invited to teach a workshop on found poetry", the author, Jamie Bennison, writes:

Ginsberg

Allen Ginsberg saying many window things
floating hands brother telling amazing stuff
talking remember cry of wandering states
of Kerouac felt beautiful driving in California
days New York nights Burroughs shooting
this smoke that ideal road called America.in
true little hands chant a united dream of lit
cigarette eye long and staring at sound. here
nicotine kitchen poets verge on something
sweeter, spend nothing but the very moment
writer reached out books forward change
you remember how anything certain ended?
smoking tea in the world corner house i can
physically remember Ginsberg's immensely
pure poetic picture - howl for young days and
older years, time dealing want introduced was.
but then the diamond god faced cancer call
his pulse a ripple in the dream of tranquility
love in reading this beautiful sea of gestures
spoke amazingly pure our always brother Allen

Did you know Allen was "born at the Beth"? Newark's Beth Israel Medical Center just celebrated it's 110th and on the occasion reveals the Philip Roth-Allen Ginsberg-Jerry Lewis connection!

Remember this? - and this? Alex Pytlartz continues (picking up his project again) with this.

Next Tuesday, November 8, this copy of Howl goes up for sale at the auctioneers, Swann Galleries, in New York. Lot 278. We'll let you know how much it fetches.

Follow-up news - finally good news for New York St Marks Bookstore (real-estate news in New York)

Lawrence Ferlinghetti will be reading and talking tonight in San Francisco at the Meridian Gallery, He will be joined by the irreplaceable Jack Hirschman.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Remembering Bob Kaufman


[Bob Kaufman 1925-1986]

April 18 is the birthday of the late great Bob Kaufman. Cranial Guitar, his Selected Poems from Coffee House Press, is certainly a good place to start - and check out in there the very useful (28-page) introduction by poet David Henderson (in fact, check out, if you can find it, Henderson's 1991 NPR documentary (co-produced with Vic Bedoian), "Bob Kaufman, Poet", it's a remarkable work in and of itself). Another useful secondary source is A.D. Winans memoir, posted here. Jack Hirschman, at the "Does The Secret Mind Whisper?" celebrations, a few years back, adds his thoughts, and Harryette Mullen, both sets the scene and reads Kaufman's immortal "All Those Ships That Never Sailed".
Here's Marty Matz giving a spirited reading of "The Poet" and Ian Dury (we've featured him here before, reading Gregory Corso), giving a quirky-but-effective reading of "Bagel Shop Jazz", but the real treat is the voice of the man himself, buried away on this little gem, following a talk (similarly rare) by another San Francisco legend, Philip Lamantia.
The seminal Beatitude magazine was begun in 1959 with John Kelley, William Margoll and Allen. ("Kaufman was there on the mimeo machine, doing the actual work of putting out Beatitude. I think that was the first time I met him"). "We're blessed by the ghost of Bob Kaufman who's spirit exists ever breathing in the earth" - Mel Clay, in his "Impressionistic" biography, Jazz - Jail and God, quotes Allen's estimation.
Happy Birthday in Eternity, Bob.