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

They Were Collaborators #273

Brian Epstein and John Lennon


mike said...

great photo - didnt they have a holiday in spain together tout seul?

Christine said...

Old rumour, btw, mike. Read Larry Kane's book, "Lennon Revealed."

All other reports and versions are merely the efforts of shallow people trying to capitalize on this old titillating chestnut.

Nobody has ever been able to conclusively prove a thing.

Tom Sutpen said...

Well, I haven't read Larry Kane's book, but if you're referring to his and Epstein's, um, episode in Spain . . . John Lennon himself went around telling that story for the rest of his life (he came within an inch of telling it in that dopey Playboy interview in 1980).

True, no one's ever going to prove it; and it could be that Lennon was lying about it all those years (there's no report that Epstein ever said it happened one way or another). But from what we know of Lennon, I think it's only likely that he would have given some physical experimentation a whirl at least once in his life; and I don't think it diminishes his character one whit.

the heart of the world said...

For a film on the subject, there's "The Hours and Times" (Christopher Much, 1991)