Roger Corman's "Bucket of Blood" - (opening credits) Some absurdist Subterranean Beatnik Poetry, accompanied by really 'cool' jazz saxaphone by Paul Horn .......

During a 9th Grade Saturday night of playing 'Beatnik'....in not-very-cool N. Alabama...three friends and I snuck into 'The Drive-In'.....likely, "Woody's Drive-In"....for a double feature of Roger Corman's "A Bucket Of Blood" and Russ Meyer's "The Immoral Mr. Teas"...with a couple of Herbert Tareyton 'cork-tips', some Heath bars and a carton of 'Cokes'.......I was 'ready', then, to excape the duldrums of Space City and hitch a ride to Bohemian Individualist Thinking ....'that' was in NYC, of course......'The Village'....It was 4 years later, that I first arrived 'on the Scene'..... already, transformed by Fashion and Fad to accomodate the then rapid-change from 'Beatnik' to 'Hippie'......with a stopover at a Hootenany Hoot with some prancing beer-can-rolled Confusionaires with bows in their hair and Dick Clark on the over-bar b/w TV, dictating the "LOOK" to go with the Watusi Craze....no corny poets with Ferlinghetti pocket poetry books next to their butt-filled ashtrays, ringed java cups and beer-foamed mugs.....Boxes of beads and Crackerjacks trinkets becoming the rage of beret-clad soon-to-be hipsters' mini-stage Acts with bongos and deep mascara......