'Lost' Kerouac play resurfaces after 50 years

Dan Glaister in Los Angeles
Friday May 20, 2005
The Guardian


Beat Generation 'conveys the mood of the time extraordinarily well'

It is the sort of irony that would not have been lost on the notoriously hard-living writer. Excerpts from an unpublished play by Jack Kerouac are to be published in the July edition of a men's lifestyle magazine.
Beat Generation, written in the autumn of 1957, the same year as the publication of Kerouac's breakthrough work On the Road, was unearthed in a New Jersey warehouse six months ago. An excerpt will appear in the July issue of Best Life magazine.

The play recounts a day in the life of the hard-drinking, drug-fuelled life of Jack Duluoz, Kerouac's alter-ego.

"Kerouac wrote the play in one night when he returned to his home in Florida after the publication of On The Road," said Kerouac's biographer and family friend Gerald Nicosia. "He was getting a lot of attention, being put on TV talk shows after On the Road, and an off-Broadway theatre producer named Leo Gavin said he wanted a play from him."

Although the play was never published or performed, the third act became the basis for a film, Pull My Daisy, starring Allen Ginsberg.

Kerouac's agent, Sterling Lord, said Kerouac had sent it to several producers but it was turned down.

"It conveys the mood of the time extraordinarily well, and also the characters are authentically drawn," Mr Lord told the Press Association.

Kerouac even sent the play to Marlon Brando, Mr Lord said. Kerouac was desperate to collaborate with the actor, and wrote a letter to him in 1957 urging Brando to appear in a play adaptation of On the Road.

Brando never responded, and the two only met once, in 1960, when Kerouac enrolled in the Actor's Studio. But his foray into acting was shortlived. After 15 minutes he asked, "Don't they give you any drinks in this place?" Spotting Brando he invited him for a drink. Brando refused.

After the rejections for Beat Generation, said Mr Lord, Kerouac asked him to shelve the play. It stayed in a warehouse for almost 50 years, he added.

"It's Kerouac, so it's off-beat," said Betsy Steve from Thunders Mouth Press, which will publish the full play in October. "It reads like a jazz song, with switching rhythms. It might not be Jack's best but it definitely highlights something of his work, it's part of the canon."

Although there are no firm plans to produce the play, a staged reading is scheduled for New York in January.

Mr Nicosia said that it was not unusual for a work by Kerouac to remain unpublished. "A lot of Jack's greatest works were never published in his lifetime," he said. "The Kerouac estate has been releasing stuff from the archives over the last 10 years. We all knew there was a ton of stuff.

Despite the success of On the Road, Kerouac died with just $91 (£49.60) in his pocket.

"He had a brief moment in the sun," said Mr Nicosia, "but the right wing launched a major attack on him. They saw him as a major threat to society. They really succeeded in knocking him down."

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Minutiae to C&C

The death scene in This Sporting Life (1963) scared and disturbed me more than any horror film. It was also the saddest scene ever.

Listening to Felt's I Can't Make Love to You Anymore: this song takes me back to 1989, end of high school, starting Fall in college. It was on a mix tape,dubbed from a dub. This new kid in school with ties to people in other places with obscure music would get all sorts of cool tunes on tape then let me copy. If I could only find my Dr. Calculus dubbed from a dub (thanks to Jen) or the original lp, now, that would be grand.

Loving Matt Monro. I know, I know and yes the Born Free and Softly I Will Leave You guy but hey...Easy Listening at it's best.

Look for Anarchy Irony and 8 Ball hat designs in the next Stitch-N-Bitch by Debbie Stoller of Stich-N-Bitch Nation and Stitch-N-Bitch:The Knitter's Handbook. The pattern for both these designs will be in her next book on crochet.

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Velvet

I don't like to borrow things. My boyfriend owns things, stuff, has these collections I drool over and admit to insane jealousy over what he OWNS and I can either borrow or set out to buy for myself. Seems silly to buy when it's right there but I don't like to borrow, I like to own. If I must take out a loan it's for one work day and I return it otherwise it could make it's way to my place and he found the last LP that did that and it was embarrassing.

He got the Velvet Underground Live at Max's Kansas City before I did. I finally got my own copy and play it over and over. I could hear the Velvets all day,never grow bored or tired of their music: The Velvet Underground and Nico, White Light/White Heat, The Velvet Underground and Loaded. This Live at Max' cd is awesome, Reed's voice through my headphones at work and all the live noises, it makes the day pass pleasantly if not faster. I make it last I guess by going back and hearing a track over and over then move on to the next when I had my fill. First the lyrics, once more for Reed's voice, once more for the shatter in the background, once more cause I love the song, again cause I love the song, one more time cause I'm getting a mood and don't want to wreck the feelings coming through, one more, last time, one more time and so on.

Though I love all conversation and information that turns to the Velvets, I can't get technical about the music or speak of the social scene with confidence despite reading books on Nico and one on Reed, and quite a few on Warhol and even one on Edie, not quite... but never mind. I'm bad with facts and dates and dissecting and de-constructing and connecting and comparing and contrasting to other bands of other eras and all but I love to hear it all in the music. I understand it and get it and can hear their influence in what came after but I can't put it into words very well. Passion gets in the way, becomes nothing but adjectives and I end up feeling stupid. I can better do it by pointing out certain points of interests and swoon. I can say, and be truly heartfelt when I say it, they are genuine and nothing I have ever heard them disappoints me because they are simply my favorite band of all time. I love the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Kinks and a number of others... but The Velvets are my favorite band.

I'd love to own Peel Slowly&See but there's always something. When I do finally buy it I'll have to take the day off and sit in my dark and cool apt and just lay there and soak it all in, demos and chatter and all. I heard or read once that only 1000 people bought the first album, that appeals to me for some reason even though I don't know if I would have been one of the thousand to own a copy back then. Maybe.

PS to WM: The Creem issue I want to own is the one from 1987 :>

I loved radio once

I was born and raised in Del Rio,TX and grew up with the stories of border radio and all of XER's incarnations. I was told Wolfman Jack rented a house down my street while he was employed at the station. Paul Kallinger still lived in Del Rio the entire time I was there. I wanted to be a DJ really bad and would broadcast through a walkie talkie to an FM station (cause in the late 70's early 80's there were no FM stations reaching Del Rio) that I would hear through a transistor radio I would put out in the yard. I had pre-recorded a station ID on my tape player with "commercials". The music came from my toy turntable. I played 45's and whatever albums I found at garage sales with my grandparents. The future looked bright and my goals in life were set. Radio deregulation hit and ruined it all. I made it as far as KVRX, the student radio station on the UT campus, and that was the end of the line. Radio is no longer in the hands of the audiophiles but corporations and I'm not interested.

PS: Paul Kallinger used to sit in front of us at church sometimes and when he'd stretch out his arm over the pew you couldn't help but gaze at the enourmous gold nugget ring and bracelet set he always wore. At his store was a photo of him receiving those as a gift from Elvis. The man was a legend and it was awesome to hear him give the sign of peace in his still deep, "Good Neighbor Across the Border", DJ voice. He was a very tall man, huge voice and a good person and I feel lucky to have met him.

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