SONG FOR NEAL CASSADY by Charles Plymell

–For John Cassady

Oh really really Neal
his first love was the automobile

Drove a ‘34 Ford with suicide doors
and stick shift on the floor
Draggin’ down main to Colfax Avenue

Jumpin’ in the back seat boulevard
kicked back watching asses in the rearview
cruising past the high school

Clock on the dash reading 10:18
past the neon diner
last stop for Benzedrine
and onward to another scene

Chicks would rob a joint
just to buy him food

One hand on the wheel
the other in her mood

The blue-eyed kid and the wild-eyed bobby soxer
California surfers Tarot card sharks and word shooters

Found Ann-Marie in Frisco like a hurricane cock
didn’t need  the Sexual Freedom League

Driving with white pills and pot
but was really addicted to the wheel

Came back to Old San Francisco
Flower children all over the streets

Carried star struck Ann-Marie in his arms
the Denver Kid he never returns

Traded her Chevrolet coupé
for an old Pontiac

Up the hills, down the curves
gear it down, pump the brakes
Old mother Ginsberg’s back seat drivin’
turning toward the Avalon

down Van Ness jumping parking meters

One hand on the gearshift
the other copping a feel

One hand up her dress
the other on the wheel

Stole a car in Denver just to hear it peel
just like drivin’ in the races

Stole a car in Denver just to hear it squeal

He moved so fast
he had one foot in Cincinnati the other in Kalamazoo

Women knew just what to do
and all wanted him to be true

Parked in front of Gough Street
in a 50’s red and white Plymouth Fury

Just back from seeing Kerouac, in a hurry
patrol car in the mirror
the old white and blacks

Drove past someone with some little white pills
heading into town

He jumped in the driver’s seat
and spun that Fury around.

The roads were paved with powder all the way to Mexico
and train tracks shined in the moon

Did hard time for two reefers
and came out smokin’ some boo

First Road Warrior
never knew what he did wrong


(from Some Mother’s Son
available at Amazon)

–pictures: Neal Cassady And Charles Plymell, 1963
Neal, Ann & the Plymouth Fury

3 Responses to “SONG FOR NEAL CASSADY by Charles Plymell”

  1. There should be a band called Old Mother Ginsberg!

  2. i’ll think about that Paul.

  3. Ha! I’m suprised there isn’t. cp

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