The NME back in those days was a cradle of learning for troubled teens and twenty somethings further down The Road. Leaving hime. Embarked on journeys of self discovery. I was one of them and have no regrets about the age I was born into. I fastened myself to The NME and tried to gather information and inspiration as well as I was able given my youth and innocence.
This week's NME gave a whole page to Jack Kerouac and an opportunity to Biba Kopf, one of its key writers, (and if memory serves a Birthday Party devotee,) to write a rhapsodic page if dense prose about Jack's troubled passage.He takes Memory Babe - A Critical Biography of Jack Kerouac by Gerald Nicosia as his starting point and journeys on from there.
The article that Kopf produced is both scrupulously reserarched, engaged, committed and makes the reader want to go from there and learn more. Or else start scribbling themselves. It's worth the 45p cost of the issue alone .
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