The Beat Hotel by Barry Miles

With the July 2000 Grove Press release of The Beat Hotel, author (Barry) Miles revisits 9 rue Git-le-Coeur, an historic set of decaying digs amid a rat infested slum on the Left Bank of Paris, “a decrepit rooming house with hole-in-the-floor toilets shared by all…” circa 1957-1963. A spectral time in diminutive spaces where life’s more literate mysteries were eloquently explored with improvisation, magickal intent, opiate indulgence and — to paraphrase the late Erato Gregory — “by waiting for no one.”

Madame Rachou’s dimly lit warren of age-stained cubby-holes and gossamer-adorned nestings became the hot-plate hearth home and oracular laboratory for author/artist — William Seward Burroughs III, Allen Ginsberg, Peter Orlovsky, Gregory Corso, Brion Gysin, Ian Sommerville, Harold Norse, and Sinclair Beiles, along with the spectral shadows of the lesser known.

This is where Burroughs spoon finished the pages of his Naked Lunch, Beat Hotel by Barry Mileswhere Ginsberg first began howling Kaddish for his mother Naomi, and where Corso penned The American Express, his first and only novel. It was from this essential base of operations that Gysin and Sommerville’s stroboscopic Dreamachine and the initial cut/up texts in Minutes To Go were released upon the hearts and minds of the relatively small underculture of like-minded writers and artists who were listening — “Towers Open Fire!,” they screamed from the balcons. And, it was here, in this perfectly dank hovel of plastered stone that the close-cut fragments of the era referred to as “Beat” made its final call from subterrania.

Miles’ Beat Hotel well remembers this proclamation, and le raison’ du “Here To Go” for today’s audience of time’s beaten past with a sensitive pen and intimate knowledge of the players therein shared by few. What an astonishing array of form and set-founding artists passed, and rather quietly I might add, through these instrumental doors of perceptive experimentation.

When one reads Miles’ engrossing account of this communal and highly individual period of wood-shedding within the slums and back streets of Paris, reflect back upon the far better known, and completely infamous, paregoric ala arab boy den of indulgence that Burroughs had previously established in Tangier as the Beat-beach and redoubt du jour — where the uniquely creative, truly word-breaking, and highly influential camaraderie among this same group of friends pales like ash blowing across the graves of unsung heroes.

Apart from the few existing works published by Mary Beach and the few other limited editions that appeared during this residency — the transient doings and the experimental results formulated by the hotel’s renowned inhabitants have remained little more than an out of focus image — even for those of us who weren’t on the set — yet heard the echoing resolve from points unknown.

A close friend to so many of these prolific and well-respected artists, Miles’ superbly illustrated book pedagogically and humorously fills what has, up until now, been something of a black hole in Beat history. For artists, students and friends of the Beat Generation, The Beat Hotel is an essential read.

© 2004 Hammond Guthrie


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About Hammond Guthrie

The artist found his feet in the underground community when he collaborated with a number of luminaries, including Del Close, Philo T. Farnsworth III; son of the inventor of television, 'Hube the Cube' Leslie, Liam O'Gallagher, William Burroughs, John 'Hoppy' Hopkins, and Robert Jasper Grootveld, mentor for the Provos.

Hammond Guthrie is the author of "AsEverWas..Memoirs of a Beat Survivor" and editor of The 3rd Page Journal of Ongrowing Natures.