Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye

 I remember first reading about Bukowski in an interview with the Dogs d'amour, an obscure '80s rock band that I quite liked in school. They had a song called The Ballad of Jack about the trouble getting a decent cup of tea in America, very rock n roll. they listed Bukowski as one of their heroes alongside Errol Flynn and others. I really enjoyed Post Office a few years ago, and it accurately captures the mind-numbing nature of work and how it is something to be endured and avoided. Ham on Rye was more of an autobiography though, and went right back to his childhood and read more like a misery memoir than a wry observation about modern working culture