So big things in the land of Jones. As many of you know by now, I’ll be a subject in the upcoming documentary Finding The Beat. The film is the brain child of director Trina Dematti and producer Jinx Rhodes. These two ladies will set off on the road in Kerouac like proportions to discover  the BEAT of America. Ten cities from San Fransico to New York City will be visited and one person who is the epitome of the modern Beat in each of the ten cities   will be filmed and talked with about their work. Of these 10 only 3 will be selected to take the ride to NYC. For a finale of epic proportions. I’m proud to say I’m one of the 10 chosen souls.

After a rigorous interview session with director Trina Demattei. I shared my epic short DEEP FRIED DUCT TAPE AND SUSHI KNIVES. It was then decided the two of us would join forces to adapt Sushi for the silver screen. The ball has been set in motion and we are beginning the first phase of this endeavor.  Which is finding the proper screenwriter to transfer my voice to the screen. The plan is to have the film be a pairing with my soon to be released book  THE VOICE OF THE DOOMED, which is slated for release late 2010 from CITY OF RECOVERY PRESS. We are hoping these two projects will be the beginning of a long and successful partnership between CITY OF RECOVERY PRESS & MS. DEMATTEI & MS. RHODES. Stay tuned for further details on all of the above projects……

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Crushing Kerouac
It recently came to our attention here a Beatdom that our very own Edaurdo Jones’s grandfather actually played High school football against Jack Kerouac. It’s an actual historical fact go look it up. So we got Gramps to sit down and answer some questions about playing football against one of America’s most influential authors.
Beatdom; So is it true you played High school football against Jack Kerouac?
GJ; It sure is.
Beatdom; Do you think you could tell us about it?
GJ; It’s been many years since I took to the grid iron against Jack “Twinkle Toes” Kerouac on a blistering cold November day in 1937, but I remember it like it was yesterday. I was the starting Quarterback for Punchard High in Andover Massachusetts and old Twinkle Toes played half back for Lowell High school. I remember the wind was blowing 50 MPH in both directions that day as we took the field to do battle like gladiators in the golden autumn sun.
They called me Billy Banana’s back in those days due to the fact I’d slip past the defense men like a banana peel on freshly waxed floor.  Lowell’s defense might as well have been cooking French fries with boxing gloves on during this game. They’d zig and I’d zag in the pocket. I remember hurling a 99 yard hail Mary straight into “Sticky hands” Lynch’s  numbers just before half time. Tying the game at 49-49. I ran 5 of the 7 touchdown we scored in myself through the 3 feet of snow that had fallen on the field in a freak blizzard that struck the area that day.
Beatdom; Wow! They didn’t call the game on account of snow?
GJ; Jesus no! We were real men in those days. We didn’t have all those pansy pads and stuff they wear now a days. All we had was a leather helmet to keep your brains from flying out your ears if you got hit too hard. Snow was nothing to us.
Beatdom; Could you tell us little bit about Kerouac on the field.
GJ: Old Twinkle toes was a thing of beauty on the field. He’d bound over tacklers like a mountain goat scaling a cliff. He was like a run away locomotive once he got some momentum.  He was dirty bastard in the bottom of the dog pile though. He once bit a linebacker right in the family jewels fighting over the pigskin in the bottom of the pile. He’d always be gauging eyes and throwing kidney punches or giving somebody fish hooks.
Beatdom; That’s rather un sportsman like conduct.
GJ; Maybe to a generation of panty wastes like you. But to real men that’s the way you play in the bottom of the pile. Victory by any means!
Beatdom; So you didn’t mind Kerouac’s dirty tactics?
GJ; Hell no! We respected him more for it!
Beatdom; I’m finding it kind of hard to believe Kerouac was such a viscous menace after reading his books.
GJ; He was a beast and a man’s man until he moved to NYC and linked up with that God damn no good Beatnik Allen what ever the hell his name is and he started filling his head up with that love peace and happiness crapola!
Beatdom; Let’s get back to the subject of the game.  Who ended winning?
GJ; We did of course! Old Twinkle Toes played a good game but he was no match for us. Final score was 125-121.
Beatdom; Isn’t that kind of a high score for a football game?
GJ; Not when real men are playing, and not some sissy boys running around with 50 pounds of protective gear!

So early this morning on a warm spring day I set out on the road with my grandfather to pay my respects to one of the greatest American author’s who ever lived.  It was kind of ironic because I’d never been before, but I used to work at the cemetery Kerouac is buried in. I would hang the Christmas decorations at the chapel in Edson Cemetery just yards from his grave for a couple years straight. Without ever knowing one of my heroes laid only a short distance away. It’s kind of sad to see one of the greatest contributors to American literature is only honored with a small plaque on the ground. A few joints and a pair of sunglasses laid on the stone. I left a copy of Issue 5 said my peace and left with more inspiration than I’ve felt in years.

For Gramps it was a different sort of experience it saddened him to see Jack was only honored with a paupers stone. However it did spark an interest into Kerouac’s life and he’s buried himself  in the pages of another copy of Beatdom Issue 5 reading about the battle for Jack’s estate. It was a trip that somehow has brought the two of us closer together.

Directions to Kerouac’s resting place.

Directions to Edson Cemetery Office at 1375 Gorham Street

Off of 495 or Route 3 take the Lowell Connector exit
Off of the Connector take exit 5A, South Lowell
Follow the ramp onto Gorham Street
Follow road, once you go under the black “Prince Spaghettiville” bridge you will start to see Cemeteries on your right hand side.
We are the last one on the right.  You will see a fork in the road with a Citgo gas station; we are on the right BEFORE the fork in the road.  The office is a small white cottage right at the main entrance to Edson Cemetery.

Directions to Jack Kerouac’s grave

Enter the cemetery through the main gate off of Gorham Street.  You will be on 3rd Avenue.  Continue down 3rd Avenue and take a left onto Lincoln Avenue.  After you pass 7th Avenue pull over to the right side of the road.  Jack’s grave will be on the passenger’s side of the car.  He only has aflat marker.  He is buried in the Eisentraut family lot.  Look for that monument and walk towards it.  Jack’s marker is about 10 feet before the marker.

That’s right we are proud to present Beatdom Issue 6. Available @ and As always downloads are free and hard copies are reasonably priced. Issue 6 features my newest piece LSD 25000, a previously unpublished short story by Aleene Lee or as many of you know better as mardou Fox from Kerouac’s the subterraneans  , as well as interview with UK hip hop sensation Scrooobius Pip, poetry from our resident poet Kyle Chase, and essays on travel. Go get it tomorrow it’s a not to be missed issue.