Fan Man

The indestructible cult classic starring Horse Badorties, legendary founder of Dorky Day, begins... I am all alone in my pad, man, my piled-up-to-the-ceiling-with-junk pad. Piled with sheet music, with piles of garbage bags bursting with rubbish and encrusted frying pans piled on the floor, embedded with unnameable flecks of putrefied wretchedness in grease. My pad, man, my own little Lower East Side Horse Badorties pad. "This is music to be played in the head, and only the quickest, least inhibited sight-readers can play it as written, and thus hear head music the likes of which, prior to its publication in 1974, had never been heard. It was and remains important..." from Kurt Vonnegut's forward "This short, artfully structured, supremely insane novel is Buddha's story, turned inside out... Horse Badorties walks into American literature a full-blown achievement, a heroic godheaded head, a splendid creep, a sublime prince of the holy trash pile... send congratulations to William Kotzwinkle, also a hero, man." William Kennedy, New Republic "The landmark novel of the dusking of the Age of Aquarius after its beatnik-hippie, speedfreak-pataphysician, revolutionist-artist Lower East Side decade-long summer of love - be-ins, psychedelics, dumpster prospecting, tenant squatting - is William Kotzwinkle's The Fan Man." Herbert Gold