Beat had a birth.
It was not a literary style. It, like its sibling, Be-Bop, was an attitude.
It was a moment for renegade imagination, for freedom from cultural,
sexual, religious, government shackling. Imitation was frowned upon.
“Find your own Voice!” was the motto du jour. I testify on my friendship
with Allen Ginsberg, Ray Bremser, Janine Pommy Vega, Gregory Corso and
all others - that Pamela and I are not neo- or baby- or after-Beats,
but a sustaining part of a living tradition, alive in us and in others,
in Woodstock and many other places on earth. As far as the Beat Generation
goes – I’ll go with Regeneration. This is the real stuff you heard about.
I guarantee it.
~ Andy Clausen