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

The Art of Adolescence #2


Steve said...

And really, how does one define 'getting along' with the youth today? Not through sock hops and soda fountains, you know. And where do they learn such deviant behavior? From things like this! These innocent-looking illustrations are subversive! SUBVERSIVE, I TELLS YA!

slyboots2 said...

Yeah- just what does he get for that package? HMMMM???

Vanwall said...
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Vanwall said...

If it's edible underwear, it would be more contemporary.

I had an older pal who was quite the lothario (bisexually!) in in his little high-school in the Imperial Valley during the mid-60s - he finally got a date with the most beatiful and stuck-up girl there, on Prom Nite no less, with her parents out of town! Every boy in school was after her, and he spent lavishly on a real blow-out date - dining, a movie, the whole Prom shebang, then when he got to her house, she primly informed him since her parents weren't home, all she could offer was a chaste kiss. He walked right past her into the house, went to her bedroom, and while she watched amazed, took off all his clothes and laid down on her bed! "Honey, I didn't spend all that for nothing!" He got what he was after, alright - ya pays yer money, ya takes yer chances - I guess all she needed was a little gift or two and a hint to surrender willingly. ;-)