ABOUT A YEAR AGO WHEN I REALIZED I WAS A WRITER I BECAME OBSESSED WITH ALL THINGS BEATNIK, BEAT-CHIC, AND BOHEMIAN. ITS THE BEST WRITER CLICHE EVER. CLICHES ARE A GREAT THING, ESPECIALLY IN NEW YORK EFFING CITY. A FEW MONTHS AGO I HAD A HAPPENING, IN HONOR OF LE GREAT BEAT WRITERS AND PARTIERS. I WAS MOSTLY BLACKED OUT ON PILLS THE ENTIRE TIME, BUT THATS LE VIBE OF A HAPPENING. TYPICAL READINGS ARE BORING AND BASICALLY AN UN-CHIC ABOMINATION. A HAPPENING IS VINTAGE, MESSY, A BIG MIX OF PARTY ENERGY WITH A SALON FLAIR. WE HAD BONGO DRUMS, FOLK MUSIC, SHITTY POEMS, ARTSY PERFORMANCES. IT WAS A TOTAL SHIT SHOW BUT ALSO PEACEFUL AND FAB. I SCREAMED A BUTCHERED VERSION OF HOWL, OBVIOUSLY. IF I GET IT TOGETHER ENOUGH I'LL HAVE ANOTHER IF THERE AREN'T TOO MANY KNOCK OFFS BY THEN. YOU SHOULD ALL COME AND READ OR PLAY THE TAMBOURINE OR WHATEVER. MAKE SURE TO DRESS LIKE BOB DYLAN OR PATTI SMITH OR A DOWNTOWN CLICHE.