BEEN DOWN SO LONG IT LOOKS LIKE UP TO ME, Random House, 1966
This will be a relatively short entry, because this book, and the rich stew of anecdote surrounding it and its author, are so well known that it almost violates my "forgotten novels" paradigm for this series of posts. Still, I had a copy to hand, and a reader or two cited it as essential (I agree), so....
In any case, for those few who don't know Fariña's whole story, the Wikipedia entry does a swell job detailing it.
Dylan, Peter Yarrow, Thomas Pynchon, die young and leave a beautiful corpse.... Man, it doesn't get any more Sixties-er than that!
I read this book about fifteen years ago, circa 1993 when I was getting my own semi-Sixties Novel CIPHERS revised from its 1985 first manuscript draft, to finally see print. I retain nothing from that reading, alas, except a vague sense of amusement, and a love of the protagonist's name: Gnossos Pappadopoulis.
Gnossos Pappadopoulis. Sometimes out of the blue, even to this day, I'll find myself repeating that name just for the fun of it.