Howl

Last Friday, Alex Caldiero read Allen Ginsberg's Howl as celebration to the

 55th anniversary of the first reading in 1955. It was haunting. Read about it. 

It was incredible to see Caldiero actually lift the entire auditorium (and possibly the overflow) to stand and Howl together at the end this 'neo-bop opera in five acts.' I've read Howl at least a dozen times, but experiencing it hasn't ever reached a level this visceral/animal. But rather than write about it, I'd really suggest to read it on your own. 

This was taken from Ginsberg's ca. loft in '97. Retarded. (in a good way)