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December 28, 2020 by Simon Sweetman
Books That Blew My Mind # 2: “Run With The Hunted” by Charles Bukowski
Run With The Hunted: A Charles Bukowski Reader by Charles Bukowski I couldn’t really write about Charles Bukowski for my Authors I Admire series because there’s not a lot to admire – beyond the fact that as a writer, not as a human being, he did the time behind the typewriter. But I can rave […]Archive
August 16, 2020 by Simon Sweetman
Charles Bukowski: On Drinking
On Drinking Charles Bukowski Ecco Charles Bukowski would have been 100 if he was still alive today – and of course making it to his 70s was, for him, the equivalent of living to nearly 200. He was all but dead in his 20s. And 30s. And 50s. And drinking was his thing. The hard […]Archive
December 27, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: The Best Teachers
The thing I loved the most about discovering Charles Bukowski’s poems was the way the words would stretch down the page on their way towards their journey and carrying, always, their purpose – but he was just a guy, a writer, documenting his day, his life, his ways… And I took it. And held it […]Archive
March 14, 2018 by Simon Sweetman
The Vinyl Countdown # 424
Tom Waits, The Heart of Saturday Night (1974) I come and go with Tom Waits but in some ways this is my favourite albums of his, the most special to me might be the better way to put it. I discovered it as a CD – and it needed to be that way. You see […]Archive
November 8, 2016 by Simon Sweetman
A Word From The Wise: His Name is Bukowski
Bukowski’s poems, novels, short stories, travel accounts, journals, screenplays, letters an columns used to fill a shelf in my room. I collected them for as long as Bukowski has been dead – scarily that’s now over 20 years. And recently I moved most of them on, time to let them live somewhere else. Let someone […]Archive
August 28, 2016 by Simon Sweetman
The Ghost of Electricity: War Stories by Jon McLeary # 126 Post Office
In early 1984 the band was on hold. I’d recorded Act Your Age in Auckland almost as a solo album and I had two children on the way – I needed to get a job. Michelle and I were living in the big warehouse on Wakefield Street and I had been doing a bit of […]Archive
January 21, 2016 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Proof-Reading
It’s getting easier to write without Buk’s books staring down from the shelf, he thought (but couldn’t prove).Archive
September 13, 2013 by Simon Sweetman