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 Scots of the 20th Century #1

Jackie Stewart


swac said...

Great, now I'll have SCTV's Dave Thomas doing Jackie Stewart's Wide World of High Voices in my head all afternoon.

Vanwall said...

Tch, tch. Shoulda started with the greatest racing Scot of 'em all - Jim Clark. He was so much above the level of other drivers of the time, he was on that god-like plateau with Nuvolari, Fangio, and Moss. Nothing was more sublime than watching the lad at work, relaxed enough to be caught singing (!) at full chat. All others are pale imitations, 'tho Stewart was less so than most, but also oh-so-easy to lampoon.