Euphoric Wonderland is Ryan Becker’s seminal literary work which was largely inspired by the relationship he has with his parents, both of whom are poets in their own rights and words. His father is a self-taught classical pianist, as well as an avid Shakespeare fan and aficionado. Those two elements of the fine arts were instilled in Ryan at an early age and were quickly absorbed through his father’s reading to him about famous musicians and writers.
As an avid collector of vinyl records, upon hearing the music of The Beatles for the first time, specifically their Abbey Road album, Ryan knew his destiny was to write. “Every step of this life’s journey is a learning experience,” proclaims Mr. Becker. He further adds, “The Beatles taught me how not to have hate in my heart, why we must help people in need, and to never hesitate to openly express my feelings in any situation.”
Ryan credits his even-tempered, soft-spoken mother for his development as a human being. He tries to emulate her cool-under-pressure manner as well as her kind and empathetic heart, which she shares with anyone in need. It is those characteristics he’s inherited that allow him to express himself through his writing.
Ryan’s childhood carried with it some undeniably emotional bumps and bruises, explaining “Everyone has struggles, and many have their inner demons. The only way for me to exorcize them is by taking them out of my brain and putting them down on paper.”
This work is more a spoken word collection of stories drawn from the life of the poet, his loves, his influences, his art, dreams and the past that we are all burdened by. Some poems you could see a clever musician adding some music to and making a song that wouldn’t be out of place at a Dead show in the 70’s, maybe an Old & In The Way opening set. The ideas of the Beatles, especially Lennon, comic books, real heroes, real villains float through the pieces some repeat, some disappear, but all have left a mark on the writer.
Two of the poems I find myself thinking about the most are Divided in Two and Astrogate, Navigate, Space and Time Evaporate. If pressed my answer would probably change as the day got longer. I like the imagery, the rhyme and the way an hour later I kept having certain lines run through my head. Still do, even while writing this. You can tell the poet cared, and did his best both for himself and for the reader. A very interesting work.