On the anniversary of his death, here's a rockin' tribute of sorts, by indie band, My Penis, to everybody's favorite drunken poet, Charles Bukowski.
Bukowski, as we've mentioned before, wasn't that impressed by his stay at the Chelsea. He didn't think it was much, but he figured maybe that was its charm. This from the man who checked into the hotel in just his socks because he got so drunk that he left his shoes on the plane.
Here, Bukowski reads his poem, "The Genuis of the Crowd"
Speaking of Bukowski, here's a shameless plug for a friend's book. Bohemian New Orleans: The Story of the Outsider and Loujon Press, written by Jeff Weddle and due out in the Summer, traces the development of Loujon which was one of the first presses to print Bukowski's work. Copies of some of the letters that Bukowski sent to Lou and Jon from 1964 - 1972 are available online and make for interesting reading.
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