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

Mop Tops in Action #7

The Mop Tops wage war on styrofoam


Geoff said...

"hey you guys wanna get stoned and break some stuff?"

avant garde my ass

Who Am Us Anyway? said...

Block that kick (block that kick)

swac said...

Looks like they're doing the Watusi...or the twist...

Cliff said...

The Beatles never claimed to be avant garde, per se, they knew they were doing things that had never been done before..both musically and visually.
But..blah, blah, blah, it's all been said before.