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 #342


The Three Stooges (Jerry Howard, Larry Fine and Moe Howard)

Guest Contributor: Lex10 of Glyphjockey

3 comments :

Richard Gibson said...

That's very interesting to see them straight and in character in the same image.

swac said...

Apparently Moe would only let one barber touch his head after finding one who could come up with a way to let him have the bowl cut for the camera, which he could transform into something a little more stylish with a flick of the comb at the end of a day of filming.

Lex10 said...

woowoowoowoowoowoowoowoowoowoowoowoo
rrruff!