What Else?

' A 1968 interview with Jack Kerouac is a highlight – he's as excitable and hyperbolic as you'd hope, improvising poems between swigs of liquor, playing the piano and telling wild stories. Asked why he's written copiously about Buddha but never about Jesus, he's explosive: "I've never written about Jesus? In other words, you're an insane phony who comes to my house… and… all I write about is Jesus." '