This double CD features 130 minutes of the first-ever recordings of Charles Bukowski reading his own work. Culled from tapes made by Bukowski at his Los Angeles home in 1968 for biographer and rock critic Barry Miles, long before the author had begun regular public readings. Bukowski was so shy he insisted that he record alone. He reads both poetry and prose, gets thoroughly drunk during the recording, and bitches about his life, his landlord, and his neighbors.
Henry Charles Bukowski (born as Heinrich Karl Bukowski) was a German-born American poet, novelist and short story writer. His writing was influenced by the social, cultural and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles.It is marked by an emphasis on the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women and the drudgery of work. Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, eventually publishing over sixty books
Charles Bukowski was the only child of an American soldier and a German mother. At the age of three, he came with his family to the United States and grew up in Los Angeles. He attended Los Angeles City College from 1939 to 1941, then left school and moved to New York City to become a writer. His lack of publishing success at this time caused him to give up writing in 1946 and spurred a ten-year stint of heavy drinking. After he developed a bleeding ulcer, he decided to take up writing again. He worked a wide range of jobs to support his writing, including dishwasher, truck driver and loader, mail carrier, guard, gas station attendant, stock boy, warehouse worker, shipping clerk, post office clerk, parking lot attendant, Red Cross orderly, and elevator operator. He also worked in a dog biscuit factory, a slaughterhouse, a cake and cookie factory, and he hung posters in New York City subways.
Bukowski published his first story when he was twenty-four and began writing poetry at the age of thirty-five. His first book of poetry was published in 1959; he went on to publish more than forty-five books of poetry and prose, including Pulp (1994), Screams from the Balcony (1993), and The Last Night of the Earth Poems (1992).
He died of leukemia in San Pedro on March 9, 1994.
A good deal of what made me like this book is how unprofessional the recording is, with Bukowski himself drinking, coughing and complaining about his neighbours.
Με τον αγαπημένο θείο Charles ή Χανκ δεν μπορείς να περιμένεις κάτι λιγότερο από αυτό που σου προσφέρει πάντοτε. Το ανατρεπτικό και το ασυμβίβαστο. Απλά αγαπάμε Bukowski
This recording is more a curiosity than a work of literature or expression, but nonetheless carries some interest for the insight it gives into Buk's process, or lack thereof, and his entirely ordinary life devoid of meaning.
I have mixed feelings about Bukowski. Some poems were amazing, they touched my heart. His poetry doesnt imply anything everything is in your face. I would prefer something more lyrical, but I guess being a cynic can also be lyrical. I will definitely read bukowski again. Honest review 3.5/5 but we can not but 0.5
Thought I'd try again, in case it was just the volume I'd picked, I'd been unlucky. Nope. I now think two things. The work is there. The man's unpleasant. That is all.
Στα 33 σου συνειδητοποιείς πως οτιδήποτε ελκυστικό μπορεί να έβρισκες στην ποίηση του Μπουκόφσκι, έχει παρέλθει εδώ και περίπου μια δεκαετία. Ούτε η ωμότητα του, ούτε ο σχεδόν επιτηδευμένος ρεαλισμός του μπόρεσαν να με τραβήξουν, αλλά στα θετικά, πλέον ξέρω τι να αποφεύγω.
Ποτέ μου δεν χώνεψα την ποίηση. Δεν μου αρέσει ρε παιδί μου. Πίστεψα ότι ίσως ο Μπουκόβσκι να μου ταιριάζει περισσότερο. Όχι. Συνεχίζει να μην μου αρέσει η ποίηση.
..pusi no šī krājuma lasīju jau pirms pāris gadiem vāciski, otru pusi – angliski – izlasīju tagad. ne es vairs baigi atceros, kā bija tad, bet Bukovska cienītāji arī šo nesmādēs.