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 the Centerfold #35


Hedy Scott (Miss June, 1965)

4 comments :

Brent McKee said...

I love this picture; her expression and that raised finger say "It's okay if you look, but don't touch."

Vanwall said...

Must be something about those Hedy girls.

Tim said...

EEEE---Gaddddd

Mike said...

She use to work as an extra and stand-in on the The Munsters but I think there is only one show where they gave her a speaking role, and thus a credit.