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 #478


Peter, Paul and Mary

3 comments :

estiv said...

The arc of their popularity is probably a good example of what happens when you identify a precise location situated at a particular point somewhere in the swirling winds of the zeitgeist and then proceed to occupy it. You do beautifully for about five minutes.

In 1963 they were the biggest act in the US, and because of their openly left-wing politics and Bleeker Street hairstyles seen as cutting-edge, the wave of the future. By the middle of 1964 the Beatles had taken over (with no discernible politics and a brand-new hairstyle) and were leading the way into a very different possible future.

Fred said...

Paul Stuckey once hit on my ex-wife. I don't know whether to be flattered or offended.

R.H. said...

Fred, that's enormously funny.