Night Music: Don’t Touch Me

Jack Kerouac at 100

Jack Kerouac, beat extraordinaire, would have been 100 years old today had he not died too early at 47.

Before he died, though, he gave us such triumphs as On The Road, Dharma Bums, The Subterraneans, Mexico City Blues and so much more. His writing did not appeal to me so much for its literary quality (unlike, say, Ken Kesey or Richard Brautigan) but for its attitude.

It has been a while since I read him; perhaps this year I should go back and revisit my youth.