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 Madmen of the 20th Century #28

James Ellroy


Richard Gibson said...

That's great. I always remember him introducing 'The Sleeping Car Murders' at a crime film festival in Nottingham.

Sid Smith said...

That's a great pic. You got it right by placing him in this category. I love his writing but the man is surely as mad as a bag of badgers. Being rather morbid for a moment did you ever come across the photograph taken of him only minutes after being told his mother had been murdered? Some thoughtful hack from the local paper had the bright idea of taking a snap of the kid! I ran this on my own blog in the Random Penguin slot. It's number seven in the series.