Kerouac about Lee Konitz, who he said "inspired me in 1951 to write the way he plays." "He can take care of himself even though he goofs and does "April in Paris" from inside out as if the tune was the room he lived in and was going out at midnight with his coat on."
The inclusion of everything or the desire to have everything in there, so you get sections which are catalogues of things. This is maybe the simplest form of the everything impulse. Like at the beginning of Old Angel Midnight: "Friday afternoon in the universe, in all directions in & out you got your men women dogs children horses pones tics ports parts pans pool palls pails parturiences and petty Thieveries that turn into heavenly Buddha."
O Angel bring it to me THE MAGIC SOUND OF SILENCE broken by first-bird's teepaleep--





