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every dialect of the underground: showman, jazzman, hipster, whore


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Next morning, the Sydney papers went after Lenny like a pack of baying hounds. DISGUSTED BY SICK JOKES - FOUR WOMEN WALK OUT, blared the headline in the Sun, with an elongated picture of Lenny, getting off the plane in his Levis and white boots, clutching his pharmaceutical briefcase and looking completely bombed. SICK JOKES MAKE AUDIENCE ILL, quipped the Daily Mirror, with an onstage picture of Lenny in his black Nehru, thrusting his arm out in what appears to be (but isn’t) a Nazi salute. The horrified Mirror writer noted that Lenny gave a blasphemous account of the crucifixion and used a "steady stream of dirty words." It also reported that the vice squad would attend the next show. The Sun intoned, "Sydney has never seen a public performance of such blasphemy and obscenity." Both papers made much of the fact that Lenny had used repeatedly "the Lady Chatterley word," and concluded that "it will be astonishing if the Chief Secretary’s Department allows the shows to continue." The shows were not to continue, in fact, because the manager of Aaron's, Nicholas Devery - announcing himself "shocked and disgusted" - had hastily informed Gordon that the engagement was canceled.

that rockin' rake and king of the street cats, Dr. Winston O'Boogie


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It was in this flat that Lennon was first brought to the attention of the national press. On Sunday, 24 July 1960, he and his mates were displayed by a reporter for The People as typical examples of what the paper slugged in giant type THE BEATNIK HORROR. The article was illustrated with a photograph of a group of young, roughly dressed men, hunkered down in a squalid pad. The writer's point was that "Most beatniks like dirt. They dress in filthy clothes. Their 'homes' are strewn with muck." Right in the middle of the muck, actually lying in it on the dirty floor, is John Lennon, not identified in the text but unmistakable in appearance.