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 #425


Charles Nelson Reilly, Brett Somers, Gene Rayburn and Richard Dawson.

7 comments :

Mr DeBakey said...

70's fashions were so ugly...

HOW UGLY WERE THEY?

Vanwall said...

They were worse in color.

erik hogstrom said...

I watched Match Game all the time when I was a kid. I think that explains a lot, actually.

swac said...

'70s fashions are so ugly, the make me want to BLANK."

Brent McKee said...

Well Charles Nelson Riley was gay - what was Richard Dawson's excuse for dressing like that?

swac said...

British public school?

Vanwall said...

Nah, it'd be black with white piping, more likely. Pimplicious honkie gear's more like it.