
Reads His Poetry: Limited Edition "Ashtray" Vinyl LP
âThis is Charles Bukowski. Well, let me just sit here and drink beer.â Thus begins the September 14, 1972 poetry reading from which this 1980 release on John Faheyâs Takoma label is drawn. This is quintessential Bukowski, from the rude ânâ crude drawing that adorns the front cover to the belches that punctuate the poems. As for the work itself, itâs not really what youâd commonly conceive of as poetry, but rather observations and vignettes drawn from lifeâs darker side, focusing on perversions, poverty, drunkenness, gambling, and bodily functions. But Bukowskiâs bemused air and self-deprecating humor blunt the shock value of the words and emphasize the universality of the themes. âI want you to hate me,â he says to the audience, but itâs hopelessâhe is one of us. Now, Real Gone is bringing Bukowski to vinyl in a clear with black swirl âAshtrayâ edition thatâs sure to go as fast as the author would polish off your cigarette butt. EXPLICIT MATERIAL.
âThis is Charles Bukowski. Well, let me just sit here and drink beer.â Thus begins the September 14, 1972 poetry reading from which this 1980 release on John Faheyâs Takoma label is drawn. This is quintessential Bukowski, from the rude ânâ crude drawing that adorns the front cover to the belches that punctuate the poems. As for the work itself, itâs not really what youâd commonly conceive of as poetry, but rather observations and vignettes drawn from lifeâs darker side, focusing on perversions, poverty, drunkenness, gambling, and bodily functions. But Bukowskiâs bemused air and self-deprecating humor blunt the shock value of the words and emphasize the universality of the themes. âI want you to hate me,â he says to the audience, but itâs hopelessâhe is one of us. Now, Real Gone is bringing Bukowski to vinyl in a clear with black swirl âAshtrayâ edition thatâs sure to go as fast as the author would polish off your cigarette butt. EXPLICIT MATERIAL.
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âThis is Charles Bukowski. Well, let me just sit here and drink beer.â Thus begins the September 14, 1972 poetry reading from which this 1980 release on John Faheyâs Takoma label is drawn. This is quintessential Bukowski, from the rude ânâ crude drawing that adorns the front cover to the belches that punctuate the poems. As for the work itself, itâs not really what youâd commonly conceive of as poetry, but rather observations and vignettes drawn from lifeâs darker side, focusing on perversions, poverty, drunkenness, gambling, and bodily functions. But Bukowskiâs bemused air and self-deprecating humor blunt the shock value of the words and emphasize the universality of the themes. âI want you to hate me,â he says to the audience, but itâs hopelessâhe is one of us. Now, Real Gone is bringing Bukowski to vinyl in a clear with black swirl âAshtrayâ edition thatâs sure to go as fast as the author would polish off your cigarette butt. EXPLICIT MATERIAL.












