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

When Legends Gather #482

Los Angeles Police Chief William H. Parker and Jack Webb


Robert Fiore said...

More Artists in Action than a meeting of notables from disparate fields, wouldn't you say? Or Con Artists in Action, if you're feeling cynical.

Peter L. Winkler said...

I like Jack Webb, politics notwithstanding.

Tom Sutpen said...


Parker doesn't really qualify as an artist (not by any traditional definition). Some might say the same of Webb . . . but I wouldn't.


Me too.

Steven Augustine said...

For years I thought he was the voice of HAL