The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Great Philosophers of the 20th Century #2: Floyd Tillman

"I just can't stand another cold, cold war with you . . . "


Anonymous said...

I can't wait for Porter Wagoner.

"But who taught who, the cold hard facts of life..."


Tom Sutpen said...

Ha! I was actually going to make ol' Porter the second entry in this series (though I hadn't decided which song to quote) before I thought of Tillman.

(btw, you ever hear that story about George Jones dragging Porter out of the men's room at the Grand Ole Opry by his . . . well, it's too sordid to retail here. This is, after all, a Family Blog)