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

Men of the West #15


Jack Benny

(Okay, okay . . . I know, but . . . I ask you, who could resist this image?)

7 comments :

justin said...

Longtime resident here. I wanted to tell you on a Saturday noon that this website is a treasure. Thank you and thank you for that you do.

~justin stone

Tom Sutpen said...

We thank you, Justin, for your unerring taste and discernment (he said, bowing his head humbly).

Seriously . . . thanks!

Stacia said...

Benny looks like an alpaca with those "chaps".

Sam said...

Can you play "Love In Bloom" on guitar?

Maybe Buck's violin teacher hopes so.

Brent McKee said...

I assume that's in his "Buck Benny" persona.

rusty hatpin said...

this is a peice of art.

swac said...

Buck Benny rides again!

I've got to get around to watching my DVD of that some day...