
And then Kevin and I sat up at his place till 3:30 in the morning talking poetry. At one point we were mulling over some of the great leaders of cultural change of the last few generations, their similarities, Presley, Dylan, and earlier Ginzberg and Kerouac. And during lulls, Heslop would recite from memory great swathes of Ginzberg's Howl, and Kerouac's October in the Railroad Earth, sounding so much like Kerouac himself it gave me chills.
Of all the greatest readers of their own poetry in modern history, Kerouac has got to have been one of the best. See for yourself:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hjPZpaXNsw