Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

Jim Carroll

Monday, September 14th, 2009

People who died, Jim Carroll Band (video: YouTube)

James Dennis “Jim” Carroll, poet & punk rocker
August 1, 1950 – September 11, 2009

The Quotable Henry Rollins

Friday, May 29th, 2009

“When you get down to it, [Prop. 8] comes from some very hateful, ignorant beliefs. It’s not coming from anything that makes any sense. It’s nasty and un-American, really. Anybody that respects life and people’s freedoms, Democrat, Republican, it should not matter. And it makes me angry that people spent money outside of California to try to bedevil this thing. It’s just appalling. But in this day and age, I am not surprised.”

Henry Rollins, spoken-word artist, author, activist and rocker,
from an interview with Greg Archer

John Giorno: Life is a killer

Friday, February 20th, 2009

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Left: Rirkrit Tiravanija, JG Reads, 2008, still from a black-and-white film in 16 mm, 10 hours 6 minutes. Right: John Giorno, LIFE IS A KILLER, 2008, pencil on paper, 6 1/2 x 6 1/2.”

This is the 500th post on the new blog. I suppose after 500 posts,
I should stop calling it “the new blog.”

Here is a collection of snippets and links about and by one of the most significant voices in queer art and culture, John Giorno. The man is a living legend and a queer treasure. Nobody tells Giorno’s tale like he does himself. I’ll step aside.

From ArtForum:

For over forty years, the poet John Giorno has explored the media through which poetry is disseminated. In 1963, Giorno was the subject of Andy Warhol’s Sleep, and recently Giorno collaborated with Rirkrit Tiravanija on the latter’s work JG Reads, 2008, which was shown at Gavin Brown’s Enterprise November 22–December 20. An exhibition of Giorno’s artwork is on view at Almine Rech gallery in Paris January 10–February 25, 2009.

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The greatness of the poet is to get the audience to connect with a poem. As poems grow older and enter the museum of history—the Modern Museum of Poetry, or what have you—they lose it. Take Allen Ginsberg’s Howl. Being a gay man reading it the year it was written, 1956, he blew me away; it was the first time anyone had said words that related to my mind. Now, at every university across the country, I hear these kids say, “John, I’m glad it did it for you, but . . . ”

If you look back over the past thousand years, there were often never more than a hundred people who heard your poem. With Baudelaire, they’d only print his poems in one hundred books, and maybe three hundred people read them, and yet he was the most famous poet in France. Our generation changed things. Years ago, a young woman came up to Patti Smith and said, “Patti, I’m a poet. What should I do?” And Patti said, “If you want to have more than twenty people in the audience, get yourself a rock band.” The young woman turned out to be Chan Marshall of Cat Power. I think that’s happened to countless people: Jim Carroll, Lou Reed, Tom Waits; it’s that Pop thing of connecting to a large audience.

From The Guardian:

My 15 minutes

Our interviews with Warhol’s friends and collaborators continue with John Giorno, 65, poet, Aids activist, friend and confidant of Warhol and subject of his film, Sleep. Interviews by Catherine Morrison

I was a kid in my early 20s, working as a stockbroker. I was living this life where I would see Andy every night, get drunk and go into work with a hangover every morning. The stock market opened at 10 and closed at three. By quarter to three I would be waiting at the door, dying to get home so I could have a nap before I met Andy. I slept all the time – when he called to ask what I was doing he would say,“Let me guess, sleeping?”

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He didn’t really know what he was doing; it was his first movie. We made it with a 16mm Bolex in my apartment but had to reshoot it a month later. The film jumped every 20 seconds as Andy rewound it. The second shoot was more successful but he didn’t know what to do with it for almost a year.

The news that Warhol had made a movie triggered massive amounts of publicity. It was absurd – he was on the cover of Film Culture and Harper’s Bazaar before the movie was finished! In the end, 99% of the footage didn’t get used; he just looped together a few shots and it came out six hours long.

From The Leslie Lohman Gay Art Foundation:

An interview with John Giorno

Part 1: Subduing the Demons in America

John Giorno remains a fierce, independent voice in American Gay Culture. His work as a poet, performer, activist and fundraiser spans over four decades. Without any loss of his manic energy Giorno continues to champion the work of friends like Andy Warhol, William Burroughs and Brion Gysin. Unrepentant and radical, he displays remarkable insight into the turmoil of the sixties, the explosive sexual jubilation of the seventies and the viral devastation of the eighties. A practicing Tibetan Buddhist in the Nyingma tradition since 1971, John Giorno is meditation in action. His AIDS Treatment Project of the 1980’s delivered hard cash to those suffering and in need–directly, without middleman or politics. If you were sick and needed the cash, he gave it to you. He continues this work today, setting up endowments for those who are seriously ill with little or no resources. Traveling worldwide Giorno continues to perform his poetry for new generations introducing works that honor gone friends while revealing outlaw history.

Part 2: Money, School and Drugs

“I’m a gay man and a poet. The big influences on me were other poets and writers. To see what William Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg did with their work in the context of being gay and explicit was an eye opener. I was in the art world where Robert Raushenberg or Andy [Warhol] would never allow a gay image in their work– ever! Andy did it secretly with The Cock Book. They consciously were not gay because they didn’t want to ruin their lives. The last thing they needed was the big problem of a dick in a painting and all the sudden they get branded as a gay artist.

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“I thought that it was heroic to be gay in your work. I’m not worrying about losing the sale of a painting or the critics. I’m not a painter I’m a poet. So it was a heroic action, a heroic stance like going into battle not caring if you got killed because your intention was to do so. My reaction against all those artists was something that propelled me into being gay in my work.

Part 6: Dial A Poem

“What happened was that Dial-A-Poem became hugely successful. The idea of an LP was a natural progression, keeping in mind the concept of a new audience for poetry. I couldn’t get anyone to produce it. In those years the record companies were dumping money out of their offices, giving it to anybody who wanted to produce a record. Even though I was sort of famous I couldn’t convince any of them to do poetry. It was not rock n’ roll. One day I get a phone call from a guy named John Hart, who was the vice president of the Record Club of America, saying ‘We would like you to make a selection for one of our months.’ I couldn’t believe it! I had already given up on the idea. That became the first record that came out in 1972.

“The sound poems in 1965 were the first real major things I had done. It was also happening at a time when other friends of mine were musicians like Steve Reich, Terry Riley and Philip Glass. People who used tapes and tape loops. They were all young and nobody was famous yet. They were part of this extended art and poetry scene. I had my eye on them since I was working with loops. I was looking at what they were doing in comparison even though it was a totally different world than mine.

Part 8: Kissing, Intimacy and Affection

“Something happened in America in the seventies that lasted until around 1980. It began to end when people began dying of AIDS which was 1981-’82, around there. There was a sexual freedom that existed among men that was truly unique. We know all the givens–The Village People, Studio 54, The Mineshaft, dissolving bad and good, dissolving all these concepts and liberating to levels that had never been achieved before.

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“One was incredibly depressed in the early to mid eighties because of the devastation of AIDS. In 1984 I started to deal with it by my starting The AIDS Treatment Project out of this depression. In the spring of 1980 I had met a former lover who told me his roommate died so suddenly, horribly and fast. I realized in those early years that what people with AIDS needed most was money. They were getting sick, losing their jobs and apartments. People would come home from the hospital to find their furniture out on the street. Week after week I’d hear this.

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“It still goes on today. It’s changed, it’s shifted into people with medical problems. Often poets, artists or people with little money or resources who are like 50 years old and suddenly have a stroke. I still work at it everyday. I get asked by somebody to help and we get a little bit of money and we give a grant. Because we’re not-for-profit we can create a fund and their friends can give money easily. We do that for anybody. It was not consciously that I did this. It came out of the despair of what was happening to mostly gay men.”

 

Part 1: Subduing the Demons in America
Part 2: Money, School and Drug
Part 3: Balling Buddha
Part 4: Up Against the Wall
Part 5: The Process
Part 6: Dial A Poem
Part 7: Grasping At Emptiness
Part 8: Kissing, Intimacy and Affection
Pornographic Poem/John Giorno


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From Art MoCoWelcoming the Flowers is a set of 18 screenprinted poems
by John Giorno

Remembering Carol Adair

Saturday, January 24th, 2009

Still Life, with Her Things
From The Niagara River, 2005

Today her things are quiet
and do not reproach,
each in its place,
washed in the light
that encouraged the Dutch
to paint objects as though
they were grace —
the bowl, the
goblet, the vase
from Delft — each
the reliquary
of itself.

Carol Adair died of cancer on the third of January this year. She was 66 years old. Ms Adair and her wife Kay Ryan were married twice in California — once in San Francisco in 2004 and, again, this past summer, coincidentally on the day Kay Ryan was named US Poet Laureate. Ms Ryan’s account of their first marriage can be read at Salon.com in an article called Here come the brides.

The two women shared thirty years together.

From Ms Adair’s death notice in The San Francisco Chronicle:

In 1985 she came to teach at College of Marin, specializing in English as a Second Language and English Skills. Until her recent retirement in December of 2008, she remained committed to the rich potential of College of Marin, as head or member of untold committees and projects. She met her life partner, Kay Ryan, in 1977 while both were working in the academics department at San Quentin. Carol was a teacher by nature. Teaching was her consuming art and genius.

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One of Carol’s driving passions was to help women with children go to school to improve their chances in the working world. She knew that a woman’s earning capacity increases by $10,000 per year for each year of college completed.

A scholarship fund has been established in her name at College of Marin. In lieu of flowers, tax-deductible donations can be sent to: College of Marin Foundation PO Box 446 Kentfield, CA 94914. Make checks payable to: The Carol Adair Scholarship Fund.

Sunday morning bonbons

Sunday, December 14th, 2008

Bonjour mes amis!  To accompany that steaming cup of joe and your Sunday papers, here are a few links to certifiably unmissable writings from across the vast internets that you might otherwise, but surely ought not to, miss. Bon appétit!

Max Blumenthal : Who Started the War on Christmas?

What would Christmas be without warnings of the secular crusade to destroy it? Thanks to the fulminations of cable news cranks and evangelical moralists, the War on Christmas has become an annual outrage. The story typically goes as follows: secular elements have intimidated stores into replacing the phrase “Merry Christmas” with “Happy Holidays;” nativity scenes have been removed from public spaces under threat of ACLU lawsuits; a decadent culture is moving ever closer to eradicating Christian morality; and America slouches towards Gomorrah.

Martti Ahtisaar : Lecture by the 2008 Nobel Peace Prize Recipient

Peace is a question of will. All conflicts can be settled, and there are no excuses for allowing them to become eternal. It is simply intolerable that violent conflicts defy resolution for decades causing immeasurable human suffering, and preventing economic and social development. The passivity and impotence of the international community make it more difficult for us to place our faith in jointly built security structures. Despite the many challenges, even the most intractable conflicts can be resolved if the parties involved and the international community join forces and work together for a common aim. The United Nations provides the right framework for international peace efforts and solutions to global problems. However, we are all aware of the constraints of the United Nations and of the tendency of the member states to give it demanding assignments without providing adequate resources and political support. It is important that the UN member states work resolutely to strengthen the world organization. We cannot afford to lose the UN.

(via Abbas Raza at 3 Quarks Daily)

Frank Schaeffer Perspectives on Marriage: Score 1 For Gay America — 0 To The Mormons

The recent confrontation between the Mormon Church and the gay community bodes ill for Mormonism. It seems that the Mormons have begun to believe their own propaganda when it comes to seeing themselves as “just another” evangelical group. They aren’t.

The evangelicals may be plenty crazy, as they have manifested themselves to be through the late great Religious Right (that is now crashing in flames following the Obama victory), but the Mormons are exponentially crazier when it comes to marriage, and gender roles.

Sandhya Bathija : Lone Star Wars: Texas Faces A Major Battle over Evolution Instruction In The Public Schools

After teaching in Texas public schools for 10 years and serving as a director of science curriculum for the Texas Education Agency for nearly 10 years, Chris Castillo Comer’s career as an educator took a turn she never expected, simply with a click of her computer’s mouse.

She hit “send” on an e-mail announcing a lecture in Austin, Texas, to be given by Barbara Forrest, a professor at Southeastern Louisiana University and co-author of Creationism’s Trojan Horse: The Wedge of Intelligent Design. Forrest’s 2004 book exposed the theocratic agenda of the Discovery Institute and other creationist organizations.

Dennis O’Driscoll : ‘To set the darkness echoing’

‘I’ve always associated the moment of writing with a moment of lift, of joy, of unexpected reward’ ‘I always believed that whatever had to be written would somehow get itself written,’ says Seamus Heaney.

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Each poem is an experiment. The experimental poetry thing is not my thing. It’s a programme of the avant-garde; basically a refusal of the kind of poetry I write. The experiment of poetry, as far as I am concerned, happens when the poem carries you beyond where you could have reasonably expected to go. The image I have is from the old cartoons: Donald Duck or Mickey Mouse coming hell for leather to the edge of a cliff, skidding to a stop but unable to halt, and shooting out over the edge. A good poem is the same, it goes that bit further and leaves you walking on air.

Kevin Maher : Fear and loving – the last years of Hunter S. Thompson

Everyone has their own image of the late Hunter S. Thompson. He is the father of gonzo journalism, speeding through the desert in a Cadillac, carrying limitless amounts of “uppers, downers, screamers and laughers” in the opening chapter of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. He is the gun-toting hedonist, holed up in his fortified Colorado ranch, Owl Farm, taking drugs, drinking Chivas Regal, and receiving celebrity buddies such as Johnny Depp and Keith Richards. Or he is the fiery scourge of the Right and the Left, taking savage potshots at both Clinton and Bush from within the pages of Rolling Stone.