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 Moments in Moxie #14

(Black Blizzard; Peter Medak; 2003)


Sam said...

I actually had a dream where I was eating the greatest hamburger ever made and drinking a perfectly cold Moxie, although I had only had it once. I have decided to try and at least get a couple of 24 packs here in Savannah somehow, Tom. Any ideas becuase I am now obsessed.

swac said...

The Moxie Store in Lisbon Falls, Maine can get some cans to you. Give 'em a call at 207-353-8173.