As your Al Mingus starts this new enterprise, you will be able to follow through the pattern that will offspring this writings. For a start (and that's a very good way to begin) I'll share with you some of the data that might have been part of molding history as I see today (and by that I take writing as a powerful tool to comprehend society). Although it may seem insecure, or even lazy I will start taking other peoples thoughts and of cource re-organising and distorting them to substitute reality with my own.
Thus we shall go through some of the indispensable books. Some such as Leo's War and Peace and Anna Karenina, are untouchables ( and by that I mean that it is quite difficult to touch and read them - really) and at this point it's real relevance is arguable (as much as one can ague with Tolstoy). But after all, how are you to know all you are to know if you do not read the paper?
I will figure how to merge it all (jazzy books and literature albuns) with worldly matters later on. Jazzy records and classic books are a relevant part of life, even bigger part of a bohemian life (and a bohemian life is as worldly as life can be). - Now, as we talk about Mexican Lager, and other cheap beer, you will cease to see life as it really is. The reasoning (Cause Nexus) is overrated, as well as is scattering. Some of us are still being for the benefit of Mr. Kite. And the circus tent does not cease rising. The paths we walk will lead to the via crusis but we shall not meet that end, not because we know better but because we will always find our selves detained mid-way on some smelly pub, on some lousy street of unbearable towns in third world countries.
Maybe the dole we earn shall never meet our needs, maybe we are too needy, and so, we feel the necessity of being miserable and narrow minded. But there are many pretty things in life. Sunflower fields, daisies, women, merit, courage and bravery. unfortunately we can only imagine those things because we are to busy trying to skip our misery while building it. That can be worked on, either as a "child eating" commy, or as clerks and corporation contributors. Earning our buck as we drink along, and make a bigger mess of our ego's.
I don't feel the need to state anything else, I've already vomited quite enough for a day.
