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

Artists in Action #419

Truman Capote poses


swac said...

This image helps reaffirm my feeling that the Capote film Infamous was a steaming pile of crap (if you see what they had him wearing while in Kansas).

Vanwall said...

Roger that.

Tom Sutpen said...

Roger that times three. Infamous was caricatured rubbish made by people with neither a knowledge of nor much appreciation for their subject. Bennett Miller's Capote has its share of flaws, certainly, but at least the damn thing is accurate with respect to the known facts; that's literally the least we should expect.

R.H. said...