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

Prodotti #8


Lord (poster for hats, 1930)

Funny how something as simple as a fedora ad can appear menacing in these art deco illustrations. I've really got to make the next installment that creepy toothpaste ad...

4 comments :

slyboots2 said...

Can't sleep- cigar's gonna get me....can't sleep...

Yeah- that's menacing in a uniquely Freudian way!

Rob said...

I thought it was a condom ad. Oopsie.

BCNU

Kerri Rachelle said...

Something is wrong with me. I didn't even see the hat. And what toothpaste ad??

Bob Keser said...

He looks like James Joyce to me. (It could have happened!)