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

Great Madmen of the 20th Century #25

Screamin' Jay Hawkins


Vanwall said...

After looking at this for a few days now, I have come to the conclusion that this is the weirdest goddam thing I've seen here yet, and runs a close race for overall, anywhere, ever. As before with a few other posts here, I find it disturbing at some deep inner level I can't describe, the more so in this case 'cause it's almost hypnotically addictive on a what-the-fuck? level.

Tom Sutpen said...

And that's Screamin' Jay Hawkins in one of his more conservative outfits!

swac said...

I found a more recent photo where he's just staring blankly at the camera, no get-up, no voodoo accessories, and he's still disturbing.