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 Cool Hall of Fame #114

Monica Vitti


Vanwall said...

A face from Picasso, there, but such a nice face indeed.

Tom Sutpen said...

Well . . . if I posted anything more alluring it would have been a Sex Education entry . . . and normally I'd leap through the air for that, but lately I've been having trouble with Photobucket deleting images of that sort.

How in hell did the internets get so censorious??

Brent McKee said...

They're afraid of the same thing that TV networks are afraid of - social conservatives who decide that the only way to "protect the children" is to treat us all like children.