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

Tricky: Scenes from a Life #35

Tricky prepares to throw a baseball (1969)


SomeNYGuy said...

Gives new meaning to the term "stealing bases."

huskermould said...

curveball or slider?

Brent McKee said...

Wow, Richard Nixon and Ted Williams (manager of the Senators on our left, Nixon's right); I know who I'd be more likely to vote for.

In 1972 the Senators (the second team by that name) would depart Washington for the Dallas-Fort Worth area where they would eventually be bought by a failed oilman and wanna-be politician named George W. Bush. That version of the Senators had lousy luck with politicians.

Tom Sutpen said...

Good God. I didn't notice Ted Williams.

I am duly chastened.