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Where did you find this: “'You love the fact that he’s a rebel, but when it gets in your face and bothers you then you don’t like it so much do you? Well, I say, here’s to Jim Carroll…' - Patti Smith at the St. Mark’s Poetry Project, sticking up for her poet friend Jim Carroll after they tried to blacklist him" ?
click here.
albeit in context it wasn't a direct quote, but with her interview comments on the situation directly below it...
The Jim Carroll Band - Voices (live)
—Jim Carroll, Poetry, April 1969 Read the rest of the poem. At Open Culture, Patti Smith reads Jim Carroll, and a closer look at Carroll’s career—including the making of The Basketball Diaries.
And this article linked looks pretty good, guys. Check it!
“You love the fact that he’s a rebel, but when it gets in your face and bothers you then you don’t like it so much do you? Well, I say, here’s to Jim Carroll…” - Patti Smith at the St. Mark’s Poetry Project, sticking up for her poet friend Jim Carroll after they tried to blacklist him

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Administrative notes: the new tumblr music player isn't working for me at all since update. I don't know if it's a computer/coding problem going on or if it's simply that my internet connection is that slow (because it is slow, guys, it is really really slow at times). If you run into anything I post or reblog that doesn't work, please let me know.
Also, I somehow didn't know until now that Dry Dreams was never released on CD; it was only released on vinyl and cassette and is currently out of print. I've only had a physical copy on cassette, but I did also wind up with a digital copy-- I don't know who accomplished that, but hats off to them. I'll try to focus on sharing that one with you guys, but with the tumblr audio one-per-day restrictions, it's gonna take a while.
Ran into this while on CatholicBoy.com while I was at it, interesting morning reading that felt worth sharing.
I don't want this blog to have too many of my personal feelings on things to be honest, but this is something that has the capacity to be pretty controversial, I wanted to clarify my own intent on sharing. Honestly, I love The Crow as well, though not as much as I love Jim. This is one of those situations where my impulse is to look to the original author to see their feeling on it. CB.com has always been as trustworthy and unofficially official as one can get online with Jim, so when they say "Carroll says he's a little flattered, and at most he would like a credit in the book", I believe them. It seems a very Jim sentiment. I feel something I learned from reading Jim's work is that when questioning if a violation has taken place, giving that person's feelings on it undivided attention first should be the top priority. (It's actually one of the few misgivings I have on the film The Basketball Dairies, that they didn't seem to do more of that.)
Under that light, the personal feeling I have from it is sort of an author-as-fan giving a referential wink to an audience through the pages that only those who are also fans would give, though tainted and bittersweet because of the lack of crediting as he managed to do for others.
For those who don't want to go offsite, I'm posting the article (presumably written by Cassie Carter) in a read-more below:
The Jim Carroll Band - Wicked Gravity
This is... I have a hard time picking favorite songs, but this just might be my personal favorite TJCB track. Lyrics are courtesy CatholicBoy.com, which is always a great place to go for Jim stuff.
The gravity here is just sick for revenge It's like my lungs are filled with chains... The sky seems so low, It hasn't moved this slow Since the virgins went dancing for the rain You know the stars in the night They're like the holes in the cave Like the ceiling of a bombed-out church But gravity blocks my screams It's like an enemy's dreams My guardians quit They quit before they started their search I want a world without gravity It could be just what I need I'd watch the stars move close I'd watch the earth recede I wanna drift above the borders against my will I wanna sleep where the angels don't pass But now my lips are blue Gravity does it to you It's like they're pressed against a mirrored glass I want my will and capability to meet inside the region Where this gravity don't mean a thing It's where the angels break through... It's where they bring it to you It's where silence can teach me to sing I want a world without gravity It could be just what I need I'd watch the stars move close I'd watch the earth recede I wanna lay beneath these sheets and never turn blue I wanna hold you, hold you tight but never touch I want some pure, pure white; hey, we can nod all night We can do it without thinking too much I want the dilettantes and parvenues to choke on my wrists They think the pearls I wear are pills I want their gravity to shatter... but it really doesn't matter I got something in my eye that kills! I want a world without gravity It could be just what I need I'd watch the stars move close I'd watch the earth recede Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked gravity...
The Jim Carroll Band - Desert Town

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It was so sweet when you brought donuts to the junkies, Hey, you’d give us something we would slip into our coffee And we’d start reading lines from poems that didn’t matter You covered me with blankets in the Chelsea Hotel lobby And I’d start reaching for the scar across your belly, They’d start taking us cause winning was their hobby, But crow, when you throw yourself under, The streets are hard when you cannot lose control, They don’t know, to them the dark don’t whisper nothin’, And they’re all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul.
Crow - Jim Carroll Band (via onethousandnods)
The Jim Carroll Band - City Drops Into The Night
I don’t believe in sin But maybe I’ll begin A vagrant evil’s climbing up my skin
The shadows from last week Are dancing in the street In homage to the darkness closing in
It’s hard to say what’s different each new morning I need some clue to tell me when or where
But it seems I must believe Night wears it on its sleeve A warning that the time’s come to prepare
I owe so much to someone I’ve watched her teardrops fall Like wings that melted reaching for the sun
I need her to be near To clarify the dangers I didn’t come this far to die with strangers
I can’t explain exactly what I’m saying But you’re the only reason I still care
But things become so clear When the spiders lick her tears A warning that the time’s come to prepare
I beg you not to leave me With these warnings in the air I never thought I’d say it But for once I’m truly scared
We create every lie In order to survive To mirror all the terror in our souls
With nothing left to steal Lies make our lives seem real It slows down all the madness like a shield
I don’t know why I need to understand it I don’t know if there’s anyone who cares
I don’t know how or why It could be something in the sky That makes it seem it’s best to be prepared
I don’t know where it will be Two by land, one by sea Sleep with one eye open Be prepared
The spectres ride the stallions of my ruin The shifting of my blood tell me it’s soon
I don’t know how Or why, it could be Something in the sky That makes it seem the time says to beware
Little boy, Looking at the sky, Tell me what you see
Catholic Boy - The Jim Carroll Band
So I think it’s time, because it’s too easy to rely on worshiping devils and strangers in bed. Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good head.

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Jim and Keef :)
I am alone. Not only me…we’re alone… Alone forever. And who’s at the end of that forever tunnel I run through, up Fifth with the wallpaper of skyscrapers? I’m thinking, after all those beautiful trips, that this is one of those bad ones. -Jim Carroll
(via burnt-reynolds)