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 Life and Times of the American Motel #1


Imperial 500 Motel (Wildwood, New Jersey)

5 comments :

Mr DeBakey said...

Diners next?

Mabeuf said...

Great new series. I love it.

michaelE said...

It's like the place you always wanted your parents to stop at on road trips.

R.H. said...

In every part of America there's some Las Vegas.

James Walsh said...

I love to see these photos of motels. You will not see their like anywhere else in the world. The are truly American. Even the word 'Motel' is only used in the USA. I remember when I was a youngster that a murder had been commited in one of these types of motels. I couldn't believe that anyone would do anyone any harm in such a peaceful place where everyone seems to mind their own business and everything is clean. This was long before 'Psycho' and ' No Country For Old Men' of course.