Jerry Aronson, please contact me as I have several videos of Allen in early 80s as he did an album with our band in Denver. Not selling anything, just trying to help.

Nick Nixon
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It’s NO doubt...That Ginsberg,"the Man” was a Giant.His Example epitomized All that was decent, about Humanity. Yet I had a Most Unusual “encounter"with Allen.
I’ve “guess-timated"… It Must of been Late Fall of ‘96.
My Bank was opposite Union Square in NYC. As I was leaving, that Building; I spotted Him. I was like a “Deer caught in the Headlamps of a Car”. I froze. It was “Ginsberg” !..."Poet of the Beat Generation”..Pacifist and Peace Advocate, as He Truly Valued Life. He was convinced that besides Violence, “Man” was capable of Great Benevelence.. He Set the Example We Needed. Yet, as He passed Me, that day… It took Moments to work my mouth.But in a Low Tone, almost a Whisper...Within the “Shadow of Gandhi’s Statute”. I said, “allen ginsberg”. He spun around. And laced-into Me with a Terroizing Rant!
I was STUNNED! Talk about being taken aback! What was my transgression? How was I the catylist, that unleashed such a Tirade???  In retrospect, He Must have already been Suffering the Torment of the Cancer that took His Life ? How Ironic… How Sad… How New York.

allen ginsberg for president… now that is something to Imagine.  RIP ole friend.  jj

If you can’t feel the love this man had for his country and fellow man and life, then you don’t have a heart—and are as good as dead.

I was fortunate to have seen Mr. Ginsberg in concert in my college years. he played his harmonium and chanted. he radiated wisdom and peace and a firm love of life. its no wonder “the left” honors him: he was a great poet and visionary.

I loved this. It was inspiring and brought me back to my youth. I am sure that Ginsberg would agree that writing is a catharsis. It allows one to cleanse their minds and free their souls from life’s inevitable events that cause us pain. Thank you.

Ginsburg was an America hating degenerate, child molesting drug addict NAMBLA member who represents the total depravity of the left. Its no wonder the left honors him.

Awesome! Thank you!

we watched the documentary “the life and times of allen ginsberg” and when they’re showing the photo of peter’s family at 1:15:07 right when they say sister, peters sister marie blinks, sometimes...can anyone make sense out of that???

highly recommended; well done; worthwhile

HS grad, 1958.

Read Howl, On the Road.....

So many years ago.

Thanks for the photos!  The video.  The insights.

Encourage all the wonderful & talented Jews back to the business of Abrahamic Covenant, to do for us some real good. All things else are dissipation and diversion.

Allen seemed inspired and so groovy.  What I have learned
from my former beatnik association is in a way societal dropout, though not outcast, a true workaholic my true desire, this former refuge escaped to another. 

YT/AS

Wow, I was just going to check my emails & saw this link. I watch & was enthralled.
I had just looked at a picture I had taken at the Paterson Museum for the City of Paterson’s 200th Anniversary, I think in 1996. An Art Gallery & Poetry Event, I had come to be at only by happenstance.

Still an approachable gentleman over coffee & dessert. Now I better understand the passion of a man who like no one else could paint images with sound & construct of language so intimately intertwined with soul.

An Amazing Man & the company he kept…

Many Thanx,

A TIME IN MY PAST WHEN THESE MEN WERE GODS. NO MATTER HOW WE LOOKED TO FIND THEM THEY WERE ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD OF US AND AFTER WATCHING THIS FILM I REALIZE THEY STILL ARE.I AM 71 YEARS OLD NOW AND THIS FILM BROUGHT BACK THE BEGININGS OF MY
INTELLECT’S AWAKING.

The Boston Globe
Beating the drum for a poet-visionary
Desk officers at the State Department have a term for what befalls colleagues stationed abroad: “clientism.” It describes what happens when diplomats get so caught up in the opinions, attitudes, and needs of the country they’re stationed in that they end up unconsciously representing their “client” country more than they do the United States.
Something similar tends to occur among documentary filmmakers. Spending so much time with their subjects, they make the person or persons they’re shooting their client - rather than the viewers they’re shooting for. What this all too often results in are documentaries that meander, overflow, and otherwise go on too long. The miraculous thing about Jerry Aronson’s “The Life and Times of Allen Ginsberg” is its concision. It weighs in at a quite taut 84 minutes, this despite the remarkably full and varied life of the great Beat poet-visionary, as well as the onscreen presence of numerous family members and friends.
First released in 1994, then in a revised version in 2005 (eight years after Ginsberg’s death), Aronson’s film is a labor of love. He spent a dozen years filming Ginsberg - we see him reading his poetry, answering questions, conversing with old pals like William Burroughs - yet there’s a sense of every frame and syllable mattering.
If anyone could be forgiven for suffering from documentary clientism, it’s Aronson. The capaciousness of the DVD format now lets him indulge the temptations he avoided in the film. So let’s hear it for indulgence. We get a two-minute look at Ginsberg and Bob Dylan visiting Jack Kerouac’s grave, in Lowell. There are snippets of film Jonas Mekas shot of Ginsberg during his last few dying days. There are also 25 minutes of footage recording Ginsberg and Neal Cassady at San Francisco’s City Lights Bookstore, in 1965. (That sound you hear in the background isn’t cable cars - it’s the shifting of cultural tectonic plates.)
A second disc includes footage from a memorial service for Ginsberg at New York’s Cathedral of St. John the Divine, as well as excerpts from the extensive interviews Aronson conducted with friends and associates. How extensive? We get Hunter S. Thompson, Andy Warhol, Philip Glass, Ken Kesey, Stan Brakhage, Lawrence Ferlinghetti (you get the idea), as well as such latter-day admirers as Beck, Bono, and Johnny Depp.
This is a very rich slice of cultural history, lovingly presented.

The Boston Globe-Beating the drum for a poet-visionary!

Desk officers at the State Department have a term for what befalls colleagues stationed abroad: “clientism.” It describes what happens when diplomats get so caught up in the opinions, attitudes, and needs of the country they’re stationed in that their dispatches begin to take on a native coloration. They end up unconsciously representing their “client” country more than they do the United States.
Something similar tends to occur among documentary filmmakers. Spending so much time with their subjects, they make the person or persons they’re shooting their client - rather than the viewers they’re shooting for. What this all too often results in are documentaries that meander, overflow, and otherwise go on too long. The miraculous thing about Jerry Aronson’s “The Life and Times of Allen Ginsberg” is its concision. It weighs in at a quite taut 84 minutes, this despite the remarkably full and varied life of the great Beat poet-visionary.

First released in 1994, then in a revised version in 2005 (eight years after Ginsberg’s death), Aronson’s film is a labor of love. He spent a dozen years filming Ginsberg - we see him reading his poetry, answering questions, conversing with old pals like William Burroughs - yet there’s a sense of every frame and syllable mattering.
If anyone could be forgiven for suffering from documentary clientism, it’s Aronson. The capaciousness of the DVD format now lets him indulge the temptations he avoided in the film. So let’s hear it for indulgence. We get a two-minute look at Ginsberg and Bob Dylan visiting Jack Kerouac’s grave, in Lowell. There are snippets of film Jonas Mekas shot of Ginsberg during his last few dying days. There are also 25 minutes of footage recording Ginsberg and Neal Cassady at San Francisco’s City Lights Bookstore, in 1965. (That sound you hear in the background isn’t cable cars - it’s the shifting of cultural tectonic plates.)

A second disc includes footage from a memorial service for Ginsberg at New York’s Cathedral of St. John the Divine, as well as excerpts from the extensive interviews Aronson conducted with friends and associates. How extensive? We get Hunter S. Thompson, Andy Warhol, Philip Glass, Ken Kesey, Stan Brakhage, Lawrence Ferlinghetti (you get the idea), as well as such latter-day admirers as Beck, Bono, and Johnny Depp.

This is a very rich slice of cultural history, lovingly presented.

Fascinating must see film for anyone with an interest in Ginsberg and the Beat era.  This is a funny and moving film who’s maker seems to really share the life of the man.

The film is it is not your average documentary - it’s a fantastic comperhensive work encompassing Ginsberg’s youth to his death.  And it’s truly all Allen in action from start to end.

The documentary hits all the right notes, never too long, never too short.  That’s something especially when you take into account the subject in what could have been a daunting experience for Aronson.  But Jerry pulls off a witty, insightful, moving, unblinking, and explorative documentary into what is arguable one of the most complex personalities (and mind) of the last century.

Perfection!

Puppy,

I love you!

-Pup

Puppy,

I love you!

-Pup

There is a great website for this film. The DVD has over 6 hours of extras and the website gives a great idea of what that is.  Everything is clickable and there are many short excerpts from the numerous extras:

http://www.ginsbergmovie.com