William S. Burroughs


burroughs or ballard? choices, choices.

>>By mr. lee   (Saturday, 25 Jan 2003 13:00)

naked lunch freaked me out. and i would say worshipy type stuff about william burroughs, but that so pseudo- punk rock- 1996- nathan smith- too hot summers- too fat to be wearing that skirt with that shirt-walking everywhere-taking photos in the graveyard.

>>By queenie   (Friday, 14 Mar 2003 02:59)

as an artist and explorer of all things cosmic and savage, he is one of the most influencial characters in my life and work.but i won't take the horse.

>>By damien   (Wednesday, 16 Apr 2003 17:32)

My reaction to Naked Lunch is hard to explain. It seems that the book kind of twisted into a surrealistic reality. It made fun of society in an ambiguous way. There would be an idea presented at the same time as an opposite or similiar idea and they would break off into separate realitys while poking fun at contempory society. A few years later I read Nova Express. They are the most bizzare books I ever read.

>>By Dave   (Sunday, 20 Apr 2003 05:36)

bill was behind mr. clinton when he couldnt find tommy at home when ever he found another way into his next novel he took a chance found the wall or the toys never did steal his food we left out for him and he did make the toys talk talk talk better off after he kick the habit he is a strange looking narcotic abuser nothing else but recordings go on tour bill mr antichrist want to have it with you.

>>By tomgoodwin@aol.com   (Wednesday, 23 Apr 2003 21:26)

Dull, incomprehensible, and stumbling prose for what Burroughs is constantly attempting to cover up: he has absolutely nothing to say about life. His books are mastabatory epics which are as obviously vapid as they are senseless. Burroughs or Ballard? How about neither.

>>By Oscar H.   (Friday, 2 May 2003 19:02)

The doctor is thee prophet. if thee is too dullwitted too comprehend his words then thee is cast from thee temple of the free and will be consumed by thee nova ovens. take heed lest thee bee a carrieer of thee virus. assert thy independence against thee eevils of control. thee word destroyeer hath reeveealeed his reeveelations. acteeth beeforee it bee too latee. Yee have thee information, reeadeeth it and act now. open thy mind to possibilitiees. theeree is nought to loose but thy shacklees. Praisee bee to thee doctor.heeeed thee words of anarchee control. thou art in deeclinee.

>>By anarchee   (Friday, 20 Jun 2003 14:03)

Hi guys. I'd like to throw William Burroughs' name out to see who's interested. If any one writer ever stomped on America with more amentaceous soliloquy than Big Bill, i'd sure like to spend a week or two harvesting their crop. Anyway, start with Naked Lunch and work your way toward The Wild Boys and Soft Machine. Let the words flow through your mind like sand through your fingers-you'll see more clearly! Lots of Love, The Captain

>>By The Captain   (Thursday, 9 Oct 2003 23:10)

he accomplished a great deal more than the average lit student who thinks he sucks. regardless of his skill as a writer, and of his masturbatory pseudo-masculinist texts, he played an important part in our culture. he was the first major pop literary icon to fight the supreme court for freedom of speech in a very early battle in the civil rights era. and since then he has always stood as a champion representative for perverts, subterraneans, and alienated intellectuals everywhere. i mean, i don't think he's all that, but I gotta give the man props.

>>By Alisdair   (Thursday, 23 Oct 2003 22:27)

good enough for meester waits....good enough for me.

Hey! Anyone else catch either of his audio efforts with one late meester Cobain on back up guitar? classic...

>>By Sexibeast   (Tuesday, 2 Dec 2003 20:06)

yeah, good stuff with cobain... and here's my two cents; great ideas, but a fairly boring writer. his style is more an anti-style, the cut-ups providing the only way out of the mundanity of the very words themselves. this is not his vocabulary i;m talking of here; masturbate, heroin and goofballs are all good words, it's just that burroughs strings them together in such a pedestrian way.
still a genius, tho'.

>>By finnegan   (Wednesday, 3 Dec 2003 02:49)

I knew William, and he was mighty good to me. He was a good man. He was a gentleman. I haven't read all his books, but I know enough to see him on a big white horse- a hero.

>>By Seward3   (Saturday, 6 Dec 2003 03:56)

WSB is like a fine meal; you can only digest a bit of
him at one time, but it's filling and delectible. As a
matter of fact, because of him I have a 30's Royal
typewriter that I do all my creative typing on. After all,
it's all in the typewriter, isn't it (wink,wink)?

>>By Faun   (Thursday, 5 Feb 2004 05:29)

Yup, it's all in the typewriter. And you have to get yourself a good hat too.

>>By Sgt.Lemur   (Thursday, 5 Feb 2004 18:31)

Ive only read "Junky"......I have both Naked lunch, and the Soft Machine E-texts, but I havent gotten around to them yet.......If anyone wants them....you know how to reach me....

>>By necrodivine   (Monday, 9 Feb 2004 00:40)

Junky was sexy...swell as hell......

>>By necrodivine   (Monday, 9 Feb 2004 00:41)

so with all the anti-heroin rhetoric that burroughs produced, are more people doing heroin or less? his argument against the stuff was just so sexy...

>>By kerryoco   (Saturday, 15 May 2004 18:27)

I first read Burroughs as a teenager, went off him for years, now seriously hooked on him. He is a giant outlaw of 20th century literature.
Ballard I cant get into, have tried several times, even Crash failed to interest me, I prefered the movie

>>By Rimbaud   (Friday, 29 Oct 2004 16:14)

I've read pretty much everything of Bill's that I've been able to lay my hands on..from the early stuff like Queer to The Place of Dead Roads and Last Words...I've been a fan since I was a teenager and still find him one of the most challenging and interesting writers i've ever read....I suspect he'd hate the gushing though...I disagree with Finneagn's comments about Burroughs having an 'anti-style': I like the precision and economy of the language he uses.
Some of the cut ups are very powerful: especially if you happen to have read the full text that he's drawn from. There is a passage in Cities of the Red Night that the full text of first appeared in Port of Saints. It amazed me that the full text could be evoked by a single phrase! The cut-up has become so ubiquitous in post post modern culture that some people might miss the significance of his work..but i suspect it will endure well into this century (I'm sure he'd laugh at the notion of people earnestly studying The Wild Boys in a literature course)

>>By Sarcophilus   (Saturday, 16 Jul 2005 05:08)

I can never understand how a guy who wrote one of the best books of the last centuary, "Junky", could go on to write such unmitigated rubbish during the rest of his 'literary' career. His legend was always bigger than the man himself, yet I can't help but like the guy - and in no small measure because he conned the American literary establishment like no man had ever done before. Now that really is 'wising up the marks'.

Shine on brightly

>>By The-man-who-disappeared   (Wednesday, 28 Mar 2007 18:45)

Burroughs is very funny, with his bizarre interests and witty outlooks. Junky and Queer were nice to read, more conventional writing style and easier to understand. Cities of the Red Night was different from anything I've ever read. It was interesting though, and amusing, his mention of rituals and boys' bodies. Altogether he's pretty cool.

>>By MagentaStraberry   (Thursday, 17 May 2007 21:56)

There are a few comments, and people behind them, who got it right. Bill wasn't just an author....more a narrator of the random, weird, decrepit, supersticious, hollow, filled and wonderful. He was self-evolved, kind of like MIchaelangelo. He epitomized the "cult of personality." Think Warhol with dimension. A random person with a creative spark.
That other creatives lauded. His work with Bill Laswell-all his audio work, his skinny dipping in film (DrugStore Cowboy)-
I think he is just a pretty nifty guy.
He had a dry gravely voice, that wavered over every vicisitude(sp?) of life-like he was sure but unsure-just like his books read.
I always thought if I met him-arranged my platitudes-tried to kiss his hand....he would say, "thats nice dear," and pat my head.

>>By iwishiwereabondgirl   (Saturday, 26 May 2007 11:26)

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