The Kerouac/Turgenev Connection
Whatever you might think of the quality of Jack Kerouac's writing, it's hard to deny that he could write about the feel of a jazz club well. Especially in On the Road, everything is soundtracked by jazz. Often the characters go to jazz clubs, and the improvised music speaks to them so intimately that they often speak back to it They shout to the musicians and encourage them to ride out the music, as though the musicians are riding, bareback and precariously, on strange beasts. It wouldn't be unusual to hear a character just shout out to a musician . . .
"Great, man, great! Get it, boyo! Get it, hold it, keep at it, stretch it, you snake! Stretch it, go on, and again! Make it hot again, man, you old dog, you! Oh, the devil take your soul, man!"
That quote could be directly from On the Road.
But it isn't.
Oddly enough, it's from a story called "Singers" in Ivan Turgenev's book Sketches from a Hunter's Album. In the story, two peasants are having a contest of singing in a hole in the wall excuse for a tavern called The Welcome. Turgenev takes a hiatus from hunting because of the heat, and inadvertently stumbles upon this contest between the singers. It's while the first singer is singing very well that one of the on-lookers bursts out into the exuberant quote above.
It just tickled me to read that quote in Turgenev's book -- written some 100 years before Kerouac's opus. I'm not sure why, but I just read and reread that ridiculous line and kept thinking, "This could be straight out of On the Road."
I was laughing out loud when I read it and, in my own way, shouting to Turgenev to ride it out . . . or write it out. Go, boyo, go!
Boyo?
I love it. Just love it.
"Great, man, great! Get it, boyo! Get it, hold it, keep at it, stretch it, you snake! Stretch it, go on, and again! Make it hot again, man, you old dog, you! Oh, the devil take your soul, man!"
That quote could be directly from On the Road.
But it isn't.
Oddly enough, it's from a story called "Singers" in Ivan Turgenev's book Sketches from a Hunter's Album. In the story, two peasants are having a contest of singing in a hole in the wall excuse for a tavern called The Welcome. Turgenev takes a hiatus from hunting because of the heat, and inadvertently stumbles upon this contest between the singers. It's while the first singer is singing very well that one of the on-lookers bursts out into the exuberant quote above.
It just tickled me to read that quote in Turgenev's book -- written some 100 years before Kerouac's opus. I'm not sure why, but I just read and reread that ridiculous line and kept thinking, "This could be straight out of On the Road."
I was laughing out loud when I read it and, in my own way, shouting to Turgenev to ride it out . . . or write it out. Go, boyo, go!
Boyo?
I love it. Just love it.
