My best friend and I were sitting around trying to think up the meaning of the Lost Generation and the subsequent Existentialism and I said, 'You know, this is really a beat generation' and she leapt up and said 'That's it, that's right!
Kerouac, Ginsberg, Cassady, Salinger, Ellis, Doherty, Gyllenhaal, Rickman, Moran.
Belle & Sebastian, Death Cab for Cutie, Babyshambles, Bloc Party.
Jean-Luc-Godard, Ingmar Bergman, Sofia Coppola, Andrew Bujalski, Guillermo Del Toro, Wes Anderson, Noah Baumbach, Michel Gondry, Walter Salles.
Black Books, the OC
Kerouac Salinger Ellis Ginsberg Cassady Burroughs Selby Bukowski Vonnegut Kafka Marquez Sartre Fitzgerald Heller Beckett Joyce Hemingway Dostoevsky Whitman Twain Thewlis Rowling Thompson Eliot Dickens Kierkegaard
I shambled, as I've been doing all my life, after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"