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

Broadcasters #3


Joe Pyne

3 comments :

Vanwall said...

Almost single-handedly responsible for the skidillion-fold increase in barking assholes in the USA.

Tom Sutpen said...

That's almost certainly true, but there's always been something about that kind of obnoxious television . . . and I only got to see it in its latter-day incarnations (Morton Downey, jr., Wally George's old Hot Seat program) . . . that I've found incredibly funny and almost endearing. As though one were watching a none-too-pretty side of the American character in its full flower before a howling studio audience. Bill O'Reilly is a complete fraud next to these guys.

I have to say I've never seen Joe Pyne's show, apart from seconds-long clips . . . never got to see Alan Burke's slug-fest on WABC either . . . but I'd love to, if anyone out there has tapes.

Vanwall said...

Saw some of Pyne's work (if want to call it that) in the bad old days, and it can have a kind of gallows humor about it, I suppose - the implication is the drop-floor is just about to set us swinging, what with the masses of brainless mouth-breathers who believed his BS then, and no doubt their unfortunate progeny who act in a similar manner now, who have all managed to find their way to a voting booth and pull the lever...hanging us, and their unknowing selves. The medium really is the message, sadly.