Wednesday, January 30, 2013

One and Only: The Untold Story of "On the Road" (2011)

Good morning!


Monday night, I downloaded the audiobook version of One and Only: The Untold Story of On the Road, by Gerald Nicosia and Anne Marie Santos, just to fill out my mostly-read iPod audiobook playlist-- by yesterday afternoon, I had finished the recording, and what a fun ride. It's been years since I thought about my hip-deep, high school obsession with the Beat Generation, and picking up this book on a whim brought memories of daydreams I had almost ten years ago, all open highways and crowded Manhattan rent parties and typewriters clacking on into the night. Guys! If you like the beats, and if you like first-person memoirs of people's lives in the forties' and fifties', I am confident that you will like this book.

Luanne is "Mary Lou" to Jack Kerouac's "Sal Paradise" and Neal Cassady's immortal "Dean Moriarity", present for a great deal of the go, go, goings that make up most of On the Road, so isn't it just a TREASURE and a TREAT to listen to her recollections of those days for seven hours? I thought so. While nothing earth-shattering is revealed that I can remember, I just loved hearing more about what these icons of fifties' literature were like in actual, breathing, every day life. And how, even in 1978, a lot of mythology was already beginning to pop up around their life stories that may or may not line up with the reality.

Additionally, how ridiculously doll-like are these photos of Luanne and Neal? They're like movie stars:


One of the more appealing factors of One and Only is the Rashomon like perspective shift from what I've already read about two of the beat movements most famous members, Kerouac and Neal Cassady. Carolyn Cassady, ermine blonde second wife to Neal who also had a long-going affair with Jack, wrote a book about her life with both men called Heart Beat in 1976, which you'd better believe I gobbled up in the midst of my beat fervor back in the day. I think I must have read it five times in one summer, taking notes in a composition book about what other books and publications to cross reference later. If only I'd had this book then! In terms of comparison, One and Only is at a disadvantage, in that it is basically a (beautifully edited and annotated) transcript of several conversations Kerouac biographer Gerald Nicosia had with Luanne Henderson in 1978. However! Oh, to hear a romantic rival dismiss and re-contextualize some of the events from Carolyn Cassady's book, and affirm her own importance in the whole idea of the real life cast of On the Road. Luanne says more than twice that she feels she's been represented at best as a ditz and at worst as trailing after Neal Cassady long after he had lost interest in her, when that is, based on her own recollections and the facts of some of Cassady and Kerouac's movements, just not the case. I've got to read Heart Beat again, now, for the millionth time, to check back on some of the stuff in this book.


What I loved most about Luanne's book was just the going of it. From what I can remember, Carolyn's book had a lot about how she and Neal, and sometimes Kerouac, would set up housekeeping here, the men would all be drinking beer and smoking pot and hanging out and writing, and then Neal would do something nuts, like take all their savings, buy a new car, and headed West for a few weeks. Luanne would be one of the people he would pick up to take on these mad dash trips across America, so her perspective was actually from the passenger's seat of On the Road, rather than once they men had come home to roost. I love how she talks about the time period without that sense of importance or myth-making that lots of biographies and memoirs of beats and beat-hangers-on...they were just a bunch of crazy kids trying to have fun and live their lives. I think a lot of the feeling of being "on the road" is present in her book; while it seems to be happening elsewhere in other sources from the time. Does that make sense?

The Signet cover of On the Road and one of Kerouac's early sketches, circa 1952, for what he wanted the cover to look like (source)
Were you ever a huge "Beat" fan? Ever get super-really-into Burroughs, Ginsberg, or Kerouac? Have you taken a cross-country road trip of epic proportions, the likes of which someone should write about some day? Do tell!

Have you seen Jack Kerouac speak French before? You have now! French-Canadian, but still.

                                 


That's all for today! See you tomorrow.

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8 comments:

  1. Sounds absolutely fascinating! The Mister likes to tell about how William S. Burroughs was a constant customer in the grocery store where he worked in Kansas.

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    1. THAT. IS. SO. COOL. Remind me to ask you more about that (you'll be sorry you did, but still!). :)

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  2. Have you read The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test? Neal (and Ginsberg) both make appearances in it and it is pretty amazing.

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    1. I need to go back and re-read it...I keep thinking of all these things I read when I was in high school or college that just haven't stayed in my head-- I bet they'll be even better the second time around!

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  3. Aw, Nancy above beat me to it! Tom Wolfe is the author. It's about Ken Kesey (sp?) and the Merry Pranksters. I was hoping to get the info to you before library closing time. Excellent reading and it might start you on a Wolfe bender. If you can find The Pumphouse Gang you will surely love me for it. Contained therein is an essay "O Rotten Gotham" that is the zenith of essay writing! Books! Books! Books!!!!

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    1. I've read a couple of his books but I do need to check out the one you mentioned and that essay! It's so funny when you find someone you like and do go on, like you said, a literary "bender". BOOOOKS.

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  4. I read quite a bit of beat lit in a 20th-century American Literature class I took for fun after I moved to Wichita. I liked the Fitzgerald and Harlem Renaissance stuff better. I think the beats were always a bit grotty for my aspirations. Paul and I call ourselves "pre-hippie liberals" because we like to be comfortable, like FDR or JFK or the Hepburns. I do like jazz from that time period, though. And black toreador pants. And berets. I could probably be a "bobo" beat.

    The best part of the class I took was a lady in it who had taken yoga in Wichita in the 60s and had met several of the beats. She had great stories.

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    1. That is/was my other "big craze", Fitzgerald. The day before my high school graduation ceremony, I got my hair cut on a whim and went from elbow-length long locks to a chin-bone flapper bob in desperate love of Scott and Zelda. My mom could have killed me! I love the description "pre-hippie liberals"; I can relate to that as well!

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