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Monday, July 16th, 2012
2:30 am
Too Late

Current Mood: quiet
Thursday, January 27th, 2011
9:41 am
New Bukowski Record
 I just saw this and thought it may be of some interest to the Bukowski fans of the world. Check it out here.

"Composer/arranger Nicholas Urie is back! In his new CD "My Garden," Urie honors Charles Bukowski's postmodern American poetry by wedding it to some of the most intriguing, scintillating and innovative big band music in the contemporary jazz landscape.

The CD features Jeremy Udden, soprano saxophone; Douglas Yates, alto and clarinet; Kenny Pexton, tenor; and Brian Landrus, bass clarinet; Albert Leusink, Ben Holmes, and John Carlson on trumpets; trombonists Alan Ferber and Max Seigel; Frank Carlberg, piano; Michael Sarin, drums, John Hebert on the contrabass; and vocals by Christine Correa.

Bukowski is best known for his "fratboyesque" musings on love and life that have branded him as a kind of chauvinistic literary bad boy. The poems in this cycle highlight a more personal and less veiled side of a very complicated and diverse figure in American literature. These works are more introspective and touch on the author's feelings of abandonment, depression, isolation and insecurities in the world as both a man and a writer.
Urie's debut CD "Excerpts from an Online Dating Service" earned wide acclaim:

"Urie does not simply blow off the dust of the large jazz ensemble, he sandblasts it off with Uranium." Ø C. Michael Bailey, All About Jazz.

"Remember his name - judging by the music and scope of Excerpts From An Online Dating Service, Nicholas Urie has a great future." Ø Richard Kamins, Hartford Courant.

"If Kurt Weill had lived in the internet age, he may well have conjured something like composer Nicholas Urie's "Exerpts from An Online Dating Service." - DownBeat."
Friday, November 5th, 2010
8:20 am
Guru ["Love is a Dog From Hell"]
big black beard
tells me
that I don't feel
I look at him
my gut rattles
I see his eyes
look upward
he's strong
has dirty fingernails
and upon the walls:
he knows things
the odds
the best road
I like him
but I think he
(I'm not sure
he lies)
his wife sits
in a dark
when I first met
her she was the
most beautiful
I had ever
now she has
his twin
perhaps not his
perhaps the thing
does us all
like that
yet after I leave
their house
I feel terror
the moon looks
my hands slip
on the
steering wheel
I get my car
and down the
almost crash it
into a
parked car
clod me forever,
wavering poet, ha
dinky dog of

Current Mood: calm
Thursday, December 17th, 2009
3:23 pm
can anyone tell me what book "tough company" was in? i think it's The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over the Hills, but i'm not entirely sure.
Monday, November 9th, 2009
9:17 am

Current Mood: calm
Saturday, March 14th, 2009
2:25 am
If you are nearby...
Saturday, March 28th - 8pm
The Elephant Theatre
6324 W. Santa Monica Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90038

Poets, Artists who were friends of Bukowski and a 1973 Documentary Film

For info send an email to: misasman88@yahoo.com
Sunday, February 8th, 2009
3:23 pm
can't find the book.
Can anyone tell me which poem has the lines
" legless spirit flung against the wall like a bottle of vinegar " ?

I think that's it. I can't recall.
Tuesday, December 30th, 2008
2:10 pm
2 new Bukowski pieces......
7x9" frame

"Happy Buk!"
4x5" frame

They're for sale if anyone's interested.
Friday, December 26th, 2008
3:26 pm
Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008
1:22 pm


sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 junkies,
brown paper bags filled with trash are
it is one-thirty in the afternoon.
they talk about madhouses,
they are waiting for a fix.
none of them work.
its relief and food stamps and

men are usable objects
toward the fix.

it is one-thirty in the afternoon
and outside small plants grow.
their children are still in school.
the females smoke cigarettes
and suck listlessly on beer and
which I have purchased.

I sit with them
I wait on my fix
I am a poetry junkie.

they pulled Ezra through the streets
in a wooden cage
Blake was sure of God.
Villon was a mugger.
Lorca sucked cock.
T.S. Eliot worked a teller’s cage.

most poets are swans,

I sit with 3 junkies
at one-thirty in the afternoon.

the smoke pisses upward.

I wait.

death is a nothing jumbo.

one of the females says that she likes
my yellow shirt.

I believe in a simple violence.

this is
some of it.


- Charles Bukowski


Wednesday, November 26th, 2008
12:28 pm
The Beat Museum Needs Your Help!

1). Please Do Your Holiday Shopping at Kerouac.com
2). Please Make a Tax-Deductible Donation to Our Non-Profit
3). Please Ask Your Friends and Family to Do The Same

Like every other organization, The Beat Museum is not immune to the spreading economic downturn.

We’re at a very critical juncture at The Beat Museum. We’ve built this place out of nothing using only cash-flow over the last two and a half years. We started with little more than Hope and a Dream and the place has turned out to be pretty great!

My personal feeling is our country and the entire world are now living through the psychological effects of the downturn. Our leaders and institutions have failed us and fear and dread are driving many people’s choices right now.

The thing I think we need to remember is even with a 7% or 8% unemployment rate in the US the vast majority of us are still working. And even though we may not be spending as much as we used to spend as we hunker down and try to get through, we ARE still spending. As you make your choices about where you’re going to be spending your dollars this Holiday Season, please keep The Beat Museum in mind.

My wife, Estelle, and I started The Beat Museum years ago because we wanted to promote and promulgate what we saw as the Spirit of The Beat Generation. In our minds the Beats were all about Tolerance, Compassion and Inclusion. We wanted to do what we can to help other people, especially young people, see possibility in their world and to find a way to bring about positive change. The Beat Museum and our non-profit public charity, the Foundation for Creative Expression (FFCE), are our ways of doing this.

Estelle and I financially support the things we believe in every day by the power of our choices in how we make our purchases. For instance, we only purchase certain brands of gasoline because we believe some oil companies cause less harm than others. We make other purchases in a similar vein - we’ll buy one brand of pizza or one brand of beer over others because we believe in what those companies stand for.

We’d like to ask you to examine your choices in light of The Beat Museum and Kerouac.com. Do you believe in the Spirit of the Beats and would you like to see values like Tolerance, Compassion and Inclusion strengthened in our society? Then we’d ask you to support what we do with the power of Your Choice and spend your dollars with The Beat Museum and Kerouac.com.

You can help by doing any of the following:

Even if you’re scaling back for Christmas, you’re still probably going to be buying some gifts for friends and family - do it at Kerouac.com. If you’re a student, ask your parents to check out our new Stocking Stuffers on the front page of Kerouac.com. Parents LOVE to buy books and educational stuff for their kids - it makes them feel they’re raising you right!

Click here to view our stocking stuffers or to make a purchase:

If you’re one of the fortunate ones who could use a tax deduction this year, why not make the choice to give a tax-deductible donation to The Foundation for Creative Expression. And if you work for a major corporation they’ll often match that donation to a 501(C)3 public charity (which is what FFCE is). Our IRS tax ID is 74-3198671. You can write a check, use a credit card or even Paypal. You can even do it by phone by calling 1-800-KER-OUAC.

You can make a donation to FFCE or learn more here:

Even if YOU can’t do either of the above, please spread the word by asking your family and friends to either make a donation to the FFCE or make a purchase from Kerouac.com.

It’s crunch time, folks, and the bottom line is The Beat Museum can only continue to spread the Spirit of The Beats if we’re in a financial position to do so. We’re all making some tough choices these days, but we ARE still making choices. If you’re thinking of buying some books or DVDs from Amazon, maybe buy them from Kerouac.com instead. Amazon doesn’t have a Beat Museum that you can come visit the next time you’re in San Francisco.

Please do what you can -


Jerry Cimino
The Beat Museum
540 Broadway (at Columbus)
San Francisco, CA 94133

Current Mood: hopeful
Wednesday, September 24th, 2008
4:34 pm

"the way to create art is to burn and destroy
ordinary concepts and to substitute them
with new truths taht eun down from the top of the head and out from the heart."

(i love this line from the poem Word-Fuck Problems from his book of new poems in Sifting Though the Madness For the Word, the Line, the Way. i love it because it's so true, at least i think it is. probebly why he has such a profound fallowing. it inspires me to work harder everyday to do better than i did yesturday so i can make my mark in this world)

Current Mood: contemplative
Friday, September 19th, 2008
2:20 pm
Buk Art Show & Book Signing 09/27


When: Opening Reception:Sat, September 27th

The exhibit runs from Sept. 27th - 30th

Original Artwork Available for Sale

Featuring the artwork of the very talented chuck_hodi .

Where: Hyaena Gallery
28 W. Olive Ave.
Burbank, CA 91506

Visit "Bukowski's LA" book site on my space: http://www.myspace.com/bukowskislabook 

Current Mood: busy
Saturday, August 16th, 2008
10:39 pm
Buk related news
Happy Birthday Buk!

Portions From a Wine-Stained Notebook by Charles Bukowski
is now available for pre-order here.
"Charles Bukowski (1920-1994), one of the most outrageous and controversial figures of 20th-century American literature, was so prolific that many important pieces were never collected during his lifetime. Portions is a substantial selection of these wide-ranging works, most of which have been unavailable since their original appearance in underground newspapers, literary journals, even porno mags. Among the highlights are his first published short story, "Aftermath of a Lengthy Rejection Slip"; his last short story, "The Other"; his first and last essays; and the first installment of his famous "Notes of a Dirty Old Man" column. The book contains meditations on his familiar themes (drinking, horse-racing, etc.) as well as singular discussions of such figures as Artaud, Pound, and the Rolling Stones. Other significant works include the experimental title piece; a fictionalized account of meeting his hero, John Fante ("I Meet the Master"); an unflinching review of Hemingway (“An Old Drunk Who Ran Out of Luck”); the intense, autobiographical “Dirty Old Man Confesses”; and several discussions of his aesthetics (“A Rambling Essay on Poetics and the Bleeding Life Written While Drinking a Six-Pack (Tall),” “In Defense of a Certain Type of Poetry, a Certain Type of Life, a Certain Type of Blood-Filled Creature Who Will Someday Die,” and “Upon the Mathematics of the Breath and the Way”, revealing an unexpectedly learned mind behind his seemingly offhand productions.

Portions From a Wine-Stained Notebook is essential reading for Bukowski fans, as well as a good introduction for new readers of this innovative, unconventional writer." City Lights Books

Haunts of A Dirty Old Man: Charles Bukowski's Los Angeles

Esotouric has made its name with true crime bus tours (Black Dahlia, Pasadena Confidential) and explorations of literary LA (Raymond Chandler, John Fante, James M. Cain). Now they turn their creative attentions to Bukowski, the prolific poet, novelist and screenwriter whose rough-hewn tales of boozing, wild women and rotten jobs never obscure the deep vein of sweetness and hope that runs through all his work. More info here: http://esotouric.com/buk

Current Mood: thoughtful
2:23 pm
Tuesday, June 17th, 2008
2:14 pm
If this is spam, I'll totally take it down.

I work for a movie website and as I was doing some research into what films we have buried in our archive, I discovered that we have Bukowski: Born Into This, and figured I'd try to spread the word. The movie deserves to be watched.

Trailer behind the cut.Collapse )

x-posted to as many places as humanly possible. :P
Friday, May 16th, 2008
9:10 pm
I`m sad :(

D-day for the release of the tickets to the Tom Waits Tour in the US......I hate living in Norway right now!!!!

How did this end up on this page? This is how:

and this is how I feel *sighs*Collapse )

Current Mood: sad

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008
8:29 pm
New Buk release: Portions from a Wine-Stained Notebook

Portions from a Wine-Stained Notebook: Uncollected Stories and Essays, 1944 - 1990." "Portions," to be published in September 2008, gathers many essential, uncollected pieces including his first and last short stories, and his first "Notes of a Dirty Old Man" column. Many of the writings have only appeared in 'zines, newspapers, chapbooks, and magazines. Never before has this material been collected and made so accessible

Visit City Lights for more info

Current Mood: busy
Wednesday, February 27th, 2008
12:48 am
New Bukowski DVD - There's Gonna Be a God Damn Riot In Here
My production company has just released two new DVDs of Bukowski's last two readings. These are fully legitamate - with royalties going to Bukowski's widow, Linda.



Here's the story behond the Vancouver video taping, written by Dennis Del Torre

When Bukowski arrived in Vancouver in 1979, his legend preceded him. He’d been here 2 years previously and sold out. But unfortunately there was no record of it I could discover. I had attended it with hundreds of others. It made such an impact on me that afterwards I gathered a coterie of friends who hadn’t been there and set up a private showing at “The Western Front” where it had been held. Upon arriving we sat down and the manager went to find the tape and play it. Well, when he returned he looked perplexed and slightly disconsolate. “I’m sorry” he said, “ there isn’t any record of the tape. It seems that it’s gone missing, lost or stolen.” What could I do? I decided to write Bukowski and tell him what had happened and if he would be willing to come back and try it again. Would he do another reading? This way my friends would get to see him live and I would film it and make sure that his visit would be recorded for posterity.

He answered and said yes, he would come back. I had my answer. I had a lot of work to do. What followed were 7 months organizing flights and hotel and renting a hall and advertising and so on. I set the date October 12, 1979 because the summer would be long over, everyone would be back in the city. It was set for a Friday night.

Hank and Linda Lee Beighle (later to become Mrs. Bukowski) arrived the night before. There was a dense fog that night and they were forced to land 50 miles away in Abbotsford and were bused to Vancouver International. My wife and I were there to greet them. I was sweating bullets, as they say. They came through arrivals several hours late – but, they were here! We took them to their hotel, The Sylvia; a heritage building, where they freshened up and we went out on the town and got to know each other.

The reading was set up at an old hall in the Downtown Eastside on Hastings Street. It was a hall used for weddings and dances and was perfect since it reeked of life and use and was layered with nostalgia. We set up chairs and put Hank at the front with a bank of mics and filmed it. It was raw, raucous, and raunchy. Also sublime. 650 people came. There was plenty of yelling and screaming and applause and repartee. There were also plenty of tears and shouts resounding with love and adulation for this man. It’s all here. I hope you enjoy it. It was the last time he performed outside the United States. It was and remains a testament to a great poet and writer.

FOOTNOTE: It’s worth noting this film sat in Bukowski’s archives for over 20 years. It was “discovered” by John Dullaghan during the making of the documentary “Born Into This”, the story of Hank’s life. He used a portion of the film and contacted me to have it released for use in the story. Subsequently it was returned to me. Time and circumstances had shuffled it off to a back corner where it was forgotten.
12:39 am
New Bukowski DVD - The Last Straw
My production company has just released two new DVDs of Bukowski's last two readings. These are fully legitamate - with royalties going to Bukowski's widow, Linda.



Here's the story behind the Redondo Beach reading, titled The Last Straw:

I lived in Venice from the late sixties and only knew of Charles Bukowski from his Notes of a Dirty Old Man columns in Open City and later in the Los Angeles Free Press. Also, friends of mine had gone to see his poetry reading at the Troubadour in Hollywood. But, it wasn’t until early 1980 that I came face to face with the full Bukowski experience.

I was general manager of Takoma Records (John Fahey, Leo Kottke, George Winston, Mike Bloomfield), which had just been bought by Chrysalis Records (Pat Benetar, Blondie, Huey Lewis, Billy Idol). Denny Bruce, the new president of Takoma, was given complete artistic control about what to release on the label, and plugging into the various departments of Chrysalis for sales, marketing, and PR support.

The first new album Denny released on Takoma was by the Fabulous Thunderbirds. It was a big hit with the press and serious musicians, and achieved an unexpected level of sales, instantly becoming one of Takoma’s biggest sellers. A major LA critic called it one of the top 10 albums of the decade.

The next album Denny proposed was more controversial: a re-issue of a Charles Bukowski LP of a poetry reading he gave in San Francisco six years earlier. It was eclectic even by Takoma standards, and the staff at Chrysalis didn’t know what to make of it. We commissioned a new cover designed by John Van Hamersveld, and planned a press event luncheon and a new live poetry reading to promote the album.

Invitations were sent to a select group of critics, writers and guests to join us a Scandia’s, a high-end Sunset Strip eatery left over from Hollywood of the 50s. Having heard the recording of the near-riot at the SF reading, I was apprehensive about what a lunch at Scandia (with an open bar tab) was going to produce. I envisioned an older, more practiced, Billy Idol smashing glasses and yelling at the staff.

After innumerable bottles of mostly white wine, the gathering exceed my worst fears; Bukowski goading the other guests to throw glasses at the paintings on the wall, throwing food at the waiters, and finally spilling out onto Sunset Boulevard in the late afternoon, dodging cars, and staggering towards the Chrysalis offices. I ran ahead to find a place to park them till they sobered up enough to go home (and out of sight of the Chrysalis Executives). As I herded them into the unoccupied corner office of the VP of Finance, I alternately kept an eye out for people coming our way, and kept a waste paper basket handy in case of vomiting. Luckily, nobody did either.

A few days later was the time for the poetry reading; to be held at a small folk rock club in Redondo Beach. I didn’t know what to expect, but based on the lunch, it was probably going to be wild. I took my semi-pro video camera and equipment, which I was hauling around town at the time, mostly video taping 80s acts like John Hiatt, The Blasters, King Bees, The Go Go’s, Onigo Boingo (Danny Elfman’s original group), as well as Chrysalis acts that came to town, like Rory Gallagher, and the Specials.

I set up in the back of the room, plugged into the sound board for the audio, and settled in for a stormy night. After the opening act (a guitar band that was pleasant enough, but the crowd didn’t come for them), Bukowski took the stage. It was obvious he had a head start on the drinking – it was a red wine night. At first he looked like a business man settling in at his office desk to put in a day’s work, except he poured himself a water glass full of wine, and lit an Indian cigarette that looked like a joint. Then it began: a full assault on the audience, who gave it right back.

Bukowski challenged members of the audience to a fight, at another point he pulled out a knife and baited a heckler to keep it up. He laughed at a woman who complained she paid to get in. The last poem was about giving a poetry reading, and in a eerie, synchronistic way was especially fitting, since it was to be the very last reading Bukowski ever gave, even though he lived for another 14 years.

A few months after the reading, I was introduced to Barbet Schroder, who was doing research for Barfly. He said it was the best live footage of Bukowski ever – and it turned out to be his last. The video tape sat in my collection for 25 years, only coming occasionally; once to have it digitized, to preserve the full color and sound. It’s presented here, for the first time to the public. Technically raw, but fitting for the material.
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