Dangerous R&r Show Podcast

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night time PODCASTS. In the darkness I heard Freddie Cannon singing "Buzz buzz a diddle it" while Paul Butterfield drew down the moon singing "Come on in"....Joe South was beautifully "Snowed" while hanging out with the Yardbirds in the "Hot House of Omargarashid".....Expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull, cowering in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall, who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York, who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night