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 American Amusement #9


A Ku Klux Klan carnival somewhere in the Midwest

Guest Contributor: Stacia of Food & Movies

7 comments :

Richard Gibson said...

I've never seen anything like it.

Stacia said...

Heya - my blog is "Food & Movies" (for now). Here's the link:

http://pragmatic-hedonist.blogspot.com

I'm desperate for visitors so I had to say something ;)

Vanwall said...

Holy Crap! That's one of weirdest damn things I ever seen! I'm visiting your site, for sure!

mike said...

amazing photo - wow is all i can say

David said...

If D.W. Griffith had directed The Third Man...

swac said...

There's some serious nightmare fuel right there.

Jason said...

I would like to see them on the tilt a whirl.