JIM CARROLL, PUNK RIP

El músico y poeta del punk-rock Jim Carroll, que contó su adolescencia salvaje en "The Basketball Diaries," ha muerto de un ataque al corazón, dijo su ex mujer a The New York Times.

Rosemary Klemfuss, que se casó con Carroll en 1978 y se divorció a mediados de los 80, dijo que el artista murió el viernes en su casa de Manhattan. Tenía 60 años, según el diario, aunque otros perfiles biográficos decían que tenía 59.

Su obra más famosa, "The Basketball Diaries," se publicó en 1978. En el libro contaba su juventud salvaje de estrella del baloncesto y drogadicto en el instituto privado de Manhattan Trinity. La historia se llevó al cine en 1995 con Leonardo DiCaprio de protagonista.

La cantante pionera del punk-rock Patti Smith contó al diario: "Le conocí en 1970, y ya casi todo el mundo reconocía que era el mejor poeta de su generación".

"Su trabajo era sofisticado y elegante", agregó Smith, que ayudó a Carroll a dirigirse hacia una carrera musical con canciones como "People Who Died" y "Catholic Boy."

Carroll también trabajó con gente como Lou Reed y The Doors, o más recientemente con Pearl Jam o Rancid.

Este artista, un fijo en el ambiente punk-rock de Manhattan, vio cómo su poesía era alabada por símbolos de la llamada "Beat Generation" como Jack Kerouac y Allen Ginsberg. Su obra se publicó en The Paris Review, y trabajó en la Factoría de Andy Warhol y en las películas del pintor pop. Lo recordamos con el tema de la película.



PEOPLE WHO DIED
Teddy sniffing glue, he was 12 years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Cathy was 11 when she pulled the plug
On 26 reds and a bottle of wine
Bobby got leukemia, 14 years old
He looked like 65 when he died
He was a friend of mine

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Sly in Vietnam took a bullet in the head
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
They were two more friends of mine
Two more friends that died

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from a cell in the tombs
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
And I salute you brother

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

Herbie pushed Tony from the Boys' Club roof
Tony thought that his rage was just some goof
But Herbie sure gave Tony some bitchen proof
"Hey," Herbie said, "Tony, can you fly?"
But Tony couldn't fly, Tony died

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

Brian got busted on a narco rap
He beat the rap by rattin' on some bikers
He said, "Hey, I know it's dangerous, but it sure beats Riker's"
But the next day he got offed by the very same bikers

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

Teddy sniffing glue, he was 12 years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Cathy was 11 when she pulled the plug
On 26 reds and a bottle of wine
Bobby got leukemia, 14 years old
He looked like 65 when he died
He was a friend of mine

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Sly in Vietnam took a bullet in the head
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
They were two more friends of mine
Two more friends that died

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died

Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from a cell in the tombs
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
And I salute you brother

Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died