Christine |
Beat Poet c.1959 |
I remember in the late 1950's when I was deep into Rock 'n' Roll and the Teddy Boy culture, I once saw the light of a jukebox through a pub window in Soho, went in and found it was full of bearded wierdos in black duffel-coats - some of them were pretty old - in their 20's and 30's!
Something called Dave Brubeck was coming from the jukebox, and when this was turned off, one of the 'weirdos' stood on a chair and read a poem that didn't rhyme.
I exited there pretty fast, and went to the old Freight Train coffee bar in Berwick Street!
Assassin |
Ageing Hippy |
There are still a few of these about. Perhaps I'm one myself - but then perhaps not, as I never got into cow-bells and flowers in my hair (which I still had in the 60's!).
But the music was good. I've still got my Bob Dylan, Donovan, Joan Baez, Dave Van Ronk, Incredible String Band and Jimi Hendrix records.
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