You heard of Henry David Thoreau or Michael Finkel?
I was sure No Country For Old Men was just a movie but I live & learn.
Jack London is amazing, I learned about him via Burroughs & then I saw the movie released a few years ago about a dog & it's called The call of The Wild.
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I am Obsessed with tales about The Old American Hobo's & people who ride the rails & live in the Wild.
I Promise you that book I said about "You Can't Win" by Jack Black is amazing, if you get the book & don't fall in love with it I will give you the cash back myself, this is a Promise not loose talk.
"You hold in your hands a true lost classic, one of the most legendary cult books every published in America. Jack Black's autobiography was a bestseller and went through five printings in the late 1920's. It has led a mostly subterranean existence since then - best known as William S. Burrough's favorite book, one he admitted lifting big chunks of from memory for his first novel,
Junky. But it's time we got wise to this book, which is in itself a remarkably wise book - and a ripping true saga. It's an amazing journey into the hobo underworld: freight hopping around the still wide open West at the turn of the 20th century, becoming a member of the "yegg" (criminal) brotherhood and a highwayman, learning the outlaw philosophy from Foot-and-a-half George and the Sanctimonious Kid, getting hooked on opium, passing through hobo jungles, hop joints and penitentiaries. This is a chunk of the American story entirely left out of the history books - it's a lot richer and stranger than the official version. This new edition also includes an Afterword that tells some of what became of Black after he wore out the outlaw life and washed up in San Francisco, wrote this book and reinvented himself."
"“Looking back at it, it seems to me that I was blown here and there like a dead leaf whipped about by the autumn winds till at last it finds lodgment in some cozy fence corner. When I left school at fourteen I was as unsophisticated as a boy could be; I knew no more of the world and its strange ways than the gentle, saintly woman who taught me my prayers in the convent. Before me twentieth birthday I was on the docket of criminal court, on trial for burglary.”
"“An old chinaman - he must have been sixty - shuffled by me hastily with a hop layout and spread it out in a nearby bunk. He was shaking with the yen-yen, the hop habit. His withered, claw-like hands trembled as he feverishly rolled the first pill, a large one. His burning eyes devoured it. Half-cooked, he stuck the pill in its place, and turning his pipe to the lamp, greedily sucked the smoke into his lungs. Now, with a long grateful exhalation, the smoke is discharged. The cramped limbs relax and straighten out. The smoker heaves a sigh of satisfaction, and the hands, no longer shaking, turn with surer touch to another pill. This is smaller, rolled and shaped with more care, better cooked and inhaled with a long, slaw draw. Each succeeding pill is smaller, more carefully browned over the lamp and smoked with increasing pleasure.”
I'm fascinated by Alaska, and the gold rush, and Jack London's accounts of it in particular, for some reason.
(Not connected with Jack London, but I was also very interested to learn that Donald Trump's grandfather was one of a few to make his fortune during the gold rush. Not via finding gold, but by providing a hotel, drinking hole, and 'house of ill repute' basically, to accomodate the prospectors. When they all moved away from the location of the hotel to new pastures, in search of more gold, Trump had the whole business relocated to where the action moved to!
He made a fortune off the back of this, and must have passed his wealth on to his son, Fred Trump, who further made good himself as a property developer and landlord in Brooklyn. (Woodie Guthrie and / or Bob Dylan wrote 'protest songs' about Brooklyn landlord, "old man Trump". And we all know who one of Fred Trumps' sons is and what he has achieved!
I like the way many of my interests have connected and tied up, the more I've found out about all of this!)
But back to Jack London, I loved The Call Of The Wild audio book. I stayed awake all night in bed listening to the whole 14 hours in one go.
Some of his short stories, set in the Alaskan gold rush, about men and their dogs, vs wolves, the cold, each other, are amazing. I can list you the best ones ive found if you like.
The guy was so lucky that as an aspiring writer he had an incredibly adventurous young life and had so much real life material to draw on, including experiencing Alaska during the gold rush, just at the time magazine publication was exploding. They lapped up his stories, which were based on one of the "in vogue" subjects of the time, and many based on real experiences, and he became fabulously succesful and wealthy.
I'll definately have a look into Jack Black and the book you mentioned. (Edit: I've just found a source for the audio book and am currently downloading it right now. I'll be sure to give it a try.)
No Country For Old Men, and The Road are both very good movies, but they closely mirror the books by Cormac Mcarthy, that the movies are based on. I think they may have finally began filming Blood Meridian, but there have been a lot of aborted attempts until this point. He's an amazing writer though, I'm lost for word to describe his writing, he just has great style, is the only way I can put it.
I'm familiar with Theroux, and his book Walden. That guy McCandles / Alexander Super Tramp, who was in one of my favourite films, Into The Wild, had that book with him, and it meant a lot to him, and the subject matter is up my street too. (Again more things seeming to connect up and coming full circle.)
It's kind of dry though, and the old fashioned language makes it not an easy listen imho. It probably doesnt help that that audiobook has become of my default audiobooks that I use to help me fall asleep. I should try listening to it properly, when Im doing the washing up or something, which is when I do most of my listening.
Finkel is a new one on me tbh. I'll look him up!