Archive for August 2012

Montauk- The Nuptials

August 26, 2012

Ceremony various

Ceremony various

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Prior to Wedding at Our Digs

Prior to Wedding at Our Digs

Irving Berlin’s “How Deep is the Ocean?”

Irving Berlin’s “How Deep is the Ocean?”

Hal & Campbell by Sean

Hal & Campbell by Sean


 Sean & CJ and ??? by Campbell @ Clam Bar

Sean & CJ and ??? by Campbell @ Clam Bar



Well we got though it. It was a little bit of magic in Montauk.

Erratum-
Martha Sang How Deep is the Ocean ? not How High the Moon? . The Former was transcribed for Irving Berlin at What is Now R & J’s House.

Home- Details Tomorrow

August 25, 2012

Than k you everyone

Day after-Rufus & Jorn Had a nice wedding

August 24, 2012

will write more back in montreal-wedding nice and i met some very nice new old friends- the ocean is great – i’m tired but not hung over

Rufus Wedding Eve- The Stars above Montauk are real

August 22, 2012

Lousy Internet here so brevity is key.I run into old friends all over this strange place. Last night I had migraine for 1st time in years. Tonight I saw Ursa Minor Big Dipper and other stars that aren’t transient. It’s Gonna be something. I dunno what . Naan et alia aredown at big do at giant estate. I had dinner where the post meal reception’ll be. The sea that big old rolling ocean pounds like a heartbeat outside my ramshackle door. The Night is loaded with darkness a darkness I haven’t seen since 37 year ago Nouveau Québec mine time.Well folk’s I’m gonna have to hole off on any more bec this net is too damn slow. I have put ink pen to work aping kerouac in big sure but i came up with words of sound no whooosh of kerouac. I have no e mail right now so love to all of you from an idiot rambling lopsided through a world growing younger by the day

Montauk-Our digs are Great

August 21, 2012

My Actual Room 20- Small but Cool

My Actual Room 20- Small but Cool

These are or were our digs in Montauk. Not unlike the Lighthouse at Pine Point Maine referred to earlier in this spasm of a blog. When In Montauk Stay at The Breakers. Jay & Jessica are Great

Kerouac’s Penultimate Dream- Northampton Mass- Midnight

August 20, 2012

Eisenhower Highway # (1

Eisenhower Highway # (1


Well friends – what a day-
God Bless Customs and Immigration (USA)
for letting one of us in sans passport
which somehow got lost twixt duty free and Frontier
As M said (Who lost passport)
How come these things only happen to you Campbell ?
Well, I was born on Friday the 13th-
We made it to Northampton
3 Whiskeys and a good meal later
Anna and I rambled town
in search of cream
for her coffee
In containers less than 100 gallon
We Bought a litre
But here we are Massachussetts
Birthplace of this wondrous querrulous country
I always feel at home in Mass.
Well It’s shower and bed for this old
Lopsided optimist
More, as she said,later.
Yr old pal
Campbell
I don’t normally do this,
but Kate
naan feels you too
it’s like you never left
But you did
We soldier on
To New London and Montauk
Although I like Northampton just fine
Come to Mass.
It’s a Coomonwealth ,not a state.
Kinda Like Québec.

Off To New England-

August 20, 2012

Some of us will be staying Here - Not I

Some of us will be staying Here – Not I

It’s early – I’m stressed-Oh well, what s’ the worst that can happen ?
Yikes!
I’ll fill in the blanks from the Commonwealth of Massachussetts
as ever
Campbell

Mon Talk De Montauk- Great Gatsby Redux

August 15, 2012

Not where we will Be staying

Not where we will Be staying

Where we are Going

Where we are Going


Crikey here we go again !

Well we are kipping in Mass or MA as it now is , on Monday. Naan et alia will be upscale upstairs while I shall be Quality Motel Downtown Abie
Christ ! My nerves ! Not a sense of doom but of dread
In for a pfennig !
This is way way way more complicated than any trip I’ve ever organised
More later… as a wise woman once wrote
UPDATE- THURS
I’m thinking of moving to Pago Pago pronounced Pango Pango because original mapmakers ran out of ‘l’s.
We, at this end are freaking out.
More news as it develops
UPDATE FRIDAY-
I Took 4 Blue Blazers in to be cleaned
That with the new one makes 5
Sunday aube-
I gots the Heebies
I mean The Jeebies
Not on the Gantry yet Elmer-
Looks kinda like the Gallis Pole
From My Sunday morning wake up
As I stare out at St. Michael The Archangel

Trieste Montréal- Entente Contente-

August 11, 2012

Eleven Years Trieste Time

Eleven Years Trieste Time

Our Friend And Catalyst

Our Friend And Catalyst


August 11th and i just ate lobster for fiRst time.
Wondrous Wild Kerouacukian night
Of heads nodding Yesssss ! OuiIIIII! SIIIIII!
at a sweet moment in
The GreaT World Night
Oh Thank you Mister Moonlight!

We also and foremost wanna thank 24k
for helpimg set up
All that led to a wondrous night

Me David Louise Gregorio Claudie and Emma & Clara
(who I’d lunched w/ In Trieste at an oval table if memry serves)

Hadn’tseen em since TRS Post Demo Harbour view Pasta Sunday
Goes to show first impressions best and
onliest

Good lord we had a time TRS and Here !-
Café then my place for Charlebois and whisky
“Le Québec Love ca c’est mon Bag” – R. Charlebois 1969

Greg is gonna make pasta for whatever gang we are at end of month
after they Gaspé
and us Rufus Nuptials

Mercy !
What good friends are them
What you like and trust unconditionally
from first moment or

as shysters say
ab ibnitio

I’ve been a lotta places in past year
But tonight was Kerouackian
in it’s genesis and being
Gregorio is making pasta here for guests-
Last time i Had his pasta was after
Anti Berlusconi demo
Piazza Unitå Trieste
where we broke for apéros after 30 minutes

We are all one big
non blood family
That’s more than good enuff for me

I suggest if you get invited to GS’s Pasta Thing
Get over to 5484
We sensitive idiots are few and far between
as ever
yr pal thru eternity
Campbell

Editor’s Note- The person that wrote this bibulous pleonastic tautology has been warned about typos and such before.
What he is sayiong is that he and his friends had a great time and Mr. Campbell ate lobster for first time. Big Deal. We’ve gota get rid of our main scribner as he is prone to acting on mr Allen Ginsberg’s ” First Thought Best Thought”- All well and good but the lads in the composing room who finesse this digital type are tired of SOC tripe- Hay has he eaten tripe ? I doubt it- He couldn’t stomach it
F. Scott Fitzgerald III Editor Emeritus

Maine & Cape Cod – Et In Arcade Arcadia ego ( w/ apologies to Evelyn Waugh)

August 2, 2012

Kennebunkport by Bob Hendery circa 1965

Kennebunkport by Bob Hendery circa 1965

Lighthouse balcony 1961

Lighthouse balcony 1961

Lighthouse Balcony 2011

Lighthouse Balcony 2011

Campbell Digging to China circa 1959

Campbell Digging to China circa 1959

Pime Point and my Castro Hat

Pime Point and my Castro Hat

Kennenbunkport

Kennenbunkport in sweet memry


Over half a century has passed since my first summer at the beach. First Pine Point Maine, The , when Kennedy was elected, It was Dennisport & Harwichport. Later or maybe at same time came Kennebunkport. In my memeory we stayed the summer but in reality it was probably only a week. The high point each year in Maine was going to the Amusement Park and Pier in Old Orchard.
Pier at Old Orchard

Pier at Old Orchard


It hadn’t changed a whit since the 20’s. As a young boy I met a wrinkly man typing twixt Old Orchard and Ocean Park. It was only a few years ago that I realised that man was Fred Allen.
Noah's Ark at Old Orchard- Real Donkeys !

Noah’s Ark at Old Orchard- Real Donkeys !


Oh we frolicked and gambolled while the adults drank drank drank and slowly but surely got the hel that was World War Two outta their sysytems. My Pa was a tail gunner on a Halifax bomber – Shot down over Holland parachuted into a canal and was hid in a hayloft by the same man who turned him in to the krauts the next day. But the beach – Oh sweet Atlantic Ocean I hear you calling me i nmy 60th year to heaven with so many of the principals in these photos dead or dying I just want to show these badly stained old slides and hope you get to Maine or the Cape- Call Me – I’ll go in a second. This ain’t much of a post but it’s dog daze in a feral world . As someone once said to me- MOre Later
Campbell