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 Art of American Fantasy #27


Hans Gruber said...

Have you noticed the "idiot" mask? IT´S ALFRED E. NEUMAN!!!!!

Tom Sutpen said...

Interesting. I hadn't noticed that, but it's intriguing, as this comes from the same 1949 EC Crime comic book as the last 'Art of the Panel' entry. Obviously the Alfred E. Neumann model was bouncing around somebody's head over there before (long before) he became the symbol for 'Mad'

Vanwall said...

There's a long and glorious history of that face preceding the Mad Magazine's naming of it.