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

They Were Collaborators #73

Hank Williams and The Drifting Cowboys


Vanwall said...

As little boy in San Manuel, Arizona, the very first voice I could recognize on the radio was Hank Williams. That was one of the reasons I like "The Last Picture Show" - it used his wonderful voice to set up a time and place as well as anybody could.


swac said...

I listened to Hank on the way home from the Rolling Stones concert. Seemed to me the best way to ease my troubled mind.