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Bound for Glory
by Woody Guthrie , Pete Seeger
by Woody Guthrie , Pete Seeger
How can people really write like THIS when I can barely scratch out a little review here? Damn. There's not much music in here until the end, but his story itself reads as this jaw-dropping rambling epic earthy American folk ballad.
The back of my crumbling 1970 mass market edition quotes the following review. I will just nod vigorously:
"Even readers who never heard Woody or his songs will understand the current esteem in which he is held after reading just a few pages... always shockingly immediate and real, as if Woody were telling it out loud... A book to make novelists and sociologists jealous." - The Nation
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I'm two chapters in and he's got more wild stories about any old day of his life than I do about the whole thing. Lord!
The back of my crumbling 1970 mass market edition quotes the following review. I will just nod vigorously:
"Even readers who never heard Woody or his songs will understand the current esteem in which he is held after reading just a few pages... always shockingly immediate and real, as if Woody were telling it out loud... A book to make novelists and sociologists jealous." - The Nation
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I'm two chapters in and he's got more wild stories about any old day of his life than I do about the whole thing. Lord!
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Funny that you ask, I almost wrote in my review that On the Road pales in comparison to this as the great American road trip novel. But it's more that they speak for different generations, and I probably shouldn't fault Kerouac for the fact that were I to romanticize a bygone era, I would choose Depression over Beat every time.
it says more about the differences between us two, that I would choose beat
(although i wouldn't like to meet Dean Moriarty:)
I'm with Rebecita on this one. I prefer the Depression too. I also prefer country music and the blues to jazz, which may be part of it. All of my 20 year old male friends LOVED On The Road and constantly tried to foist it upon me despite the fact that I was visibly engrossed in reading EVERY Jane Austen at the time. But I was 20 ten years ago - at that time, I lived in Santa Cruz with a bunch of wannabe hippies. So that probably factored in.
I guess Jack Kerouac wouldn't have much time to read either, what with finding swinging beats and borrowing cars...