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

Artists in Action #61

Jerry Lee Lewis proclaims his omnipotence.


tsl said...

"The Killer" cousin of Mickey Gilley and Jimmy Swaggart but as he said(as far as I can remember) "I'm the only one in the family with any real talent"

Tom Sutpen said...

And he lives on. Is there any more eloquent testament to living life on a Hell-bound path than The Killer's? They're all gone: The King, Johnny Cash, Charlie Rich, Carl Perkins, Charlie Feathers, Sam Phillips himself (okay, Sonny Burgess and Billy Lee Riley and Jack Clement are still out there). And Jerry Lee, who everybody thought would be the first to go, remians.


Jeff Duncanson said...

Yeah, but Keith Moon is still dead, no? ;)

Professor Batty said...

...going beyond the Sun artists, Jerry Lee, Bo Diddley, Little Richard and Chuck Berry are all that remain of the seminal, big-time Rock 'n Roll names of the fifties (I'll throw Ike Turner in there too...another hell raiser!)