Keshav Das

"Drugs," an excerpt from Barefoot in the Heart “Muktananda, Shirdi Sai Baba and Hari Das Baba would never take LSD.” A certain pattern had evolved wherein Maharajji frequently called upon myself and a couple of oth...

Mark McCawley

The dilemma with writing anything edgy or transgressive in Canada, isn't that it is all too often written from the margins, or by choice or circumstance — it comes down to the harsh reality that edgy, transgressive writing...

Fluffy Schwartz

The Berkeley Arts Festival 2011 presents Friday, December 9th, and Saturday, December 10th OFF highlights the best of the 1990's Bay Area creative music scene with a power packed line-up featuring: the Rova Saxophone Quar...

bart plantenga

  It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners • Albert Camus You gotta chortle in your beerhead at the maxim “Beer Is Cheaper Than Therapy,” a tongue-in-cheek saying fraught [...

Sir Andre Bemler

Just dug up this nugget - an entire Spitters show (almost 21 minutes long!) filmed live at The Cooler, a great 1990s downtown NYC rock club. This performance is from 1998 and features the post "boy-band" Spitters; Bill, Tim ...

City of Strangers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CbY6KXPg6wY&feature=player_embedded Often overshadowed by the Beat triumvurate of Burroughs, Ginsberg and Kerouac, Herbert Huncke and Gregory Corso were nonetheless integral to the Beat f...

bart plantenga

Apparently I said “In NY the louder and crazier you sound, the more attention you seem to get,” and this was quoted in the Sunday Boston Globe about our Cambridge gig. Luckily they used a photo of Judy Nylon and not me. ...

City of Strangers

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ome6yVU2fTE Over the holidays, reader Jerry Rio sent me this charming doc about changing mid-90's New York: The Urban Eye. This 'video time-capsule' was made in 1995, when market forces, an...

Sean Flaherty

“Somewhere in her smile she knows That I don’t need no other lover” – from Something by George Harrison Around eight Saturday morning the chilly wet October fog makes it feel earlier than it is, the bus depot ...

Jose Padua

The name of this poem is Dong of the Dead. It is my attempt to cash in quickly on the literary zombie craze by writing the first literary zombie porn novel in verse. I am writing it while sitting in the  back of a pickup ...