Beat

BeatYeah, I was Beat. We were all Beat. Hell, I'm Beat now--is, was and always will be. I mean, how do you stop? But this isn't about me--I'm nobody, really, just window dressing on the whole mother of bop freight-train-hopping holy higher-than-Tokay Beat trip into the heart of the American night. No, what I wanted to tell you about is Jack. And Neal and Allen and Bill and all the rest too, and how it all went down, because I was there, I was on the scene, and there was nobody Beater than me.•Pi...