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Publié par | Everest Media LLC |
Date de parution | 11 octobre 2022 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9798350039696 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 1 Mo |
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Extrait
Insights on Jann Wenner's Like a Rolling Stone
Contents Insights from Chapter 1 Insights from Chapter 2 Insights from Chapter 3 Insights from Chapter 4 Insights from Chapter 5
Insights from Chapter 1
#1
I grew up in the suburbs of San Francisco, and didn’t have many friends. I learned early on not to make friends with the neighbors because my parents were Jewish and nonobservant, and that was not a common thing.
#2
I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, a toothy smile, big ears, and blue eyes. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I had been kicked out of two private schools in San Francisco.
#3
I grew up in the suburbs of San Francisco and was one of the most politically active kids in school. I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I had been kicked out of two private schools in San Francisco.
#4
I had a very special and different kind of mom. She was anti-Tammany Hall reformer, and took me to see Gilbert and Sullivan comic operettas.
#5
I had a very special and different kind of mom. She was anti-Tammany Hall reformer and took me to see Gilbert and Sullivan comic operettas. My father, Ed, was building a business and we saw him mostly on weekends. He had a woodshop with table saws and built beds for us with built-in drawers.
#6
I was a pudgy kid with freckles and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I had been kicked out of two private schools in San Francisco. I had a very special and different kind of mom.
#7
I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was Jewish, and spent two years there as a print shop employee.
#8
I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I had been kicked out of two private schools in San Francisco.
#9
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child.
#10
I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was Jewish, and spent two years there as a print shop employee. I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child.
#11
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I had been kicked out of two private schools in San Francisco.
#12
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I had been kicked out of two private schools in San Francisco. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom.
#13
I was the first kid to arrive at a private boarding school in Los Angeles, and spent two years there as a print shop employee. I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child.
#14
I was a Jew who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child.
#15
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom.
#16
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child.
#17
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child.
#18
I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I was the first kid to arrive at a private boarding school in Los Angeles, and spent two years there as a print shop employee.
#19
I moved out of my dorm and into the three-bedroom penthouse of a new building about ten minutes away. I took the room with the terrace, which was handy thanks to Berkeley’s sunny weather and all the pot everyone was smoking. The acid came on gently but unmistakably. I went into a closet and closed the door. Denise stationed herself outside to keep an ear on the proceedings.
#20
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom.
#21
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician, despite how deeply I felt the music and how central it was to my life.
#22
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician, despite how deeply I felt the music and how central it was to my life.
#23
I spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles, and was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School. I wrote for the student newspaper, and my column was called Something’s Happening. I was an amateurish imitator of Dylan and his flow of strange narrative imagery.
#24
I wrote a 3,000-word essay defending LSD, warning about the storm of hysteria on the horizon. The Anti-Fun League was on the march.
#25
I had a dream about my wife, who was leaving me. I was afraid of becoming like my father, who was a musician, and she was afraid of becoming like her father, who was a rabbi. We were a natural match.
#26
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician, despite how deeply I felt the music and how central it was to my life.
#27
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician, despite how deeply I felt the music and how central it was to my life.
#28
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician, despite how deeply I felt the music and how central it was to my life.
#29
Ralph was trying to get me a job at Ramparts, the leftist magazine. -> I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician.
#30
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom.
#31
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom.
#32
I was a Jewish kid who spent two years at a private boarding school in Los Angeles. I was the first kid to arrive at the Chadwick School, and I was a pudgy kid with freckles, a cowlick, and big ears. I was also what in those days was called a problem child. I ended up in my dad’s custody and my sisters stayed with my mom. I wasn’t meant for a career as a musician.
#33
I was a