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

When Legends Gather #161

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Anita Pallenberg, Keith Richards, Gram Parsons and friend


erik hogstrom said...

Wow. Can you imagine hanging out with *THAT* crowd?
Gram and Keef.
A pair for the ages.
I love the photos on your blog.

Matt Blankman said...

I wouldn't want to hang out with THAT crowd for all the tea in china (or all the china white in Marseilles, which would seem more appropos for a pic from Nellcote). As much as I love Keith and that point they were truly noxious junkies, real bad news. Of course, Keith was making some of the best music of his career, but still...