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

They Were Collaborators #583


Johnny Cash and Rev. Billy Graham

2 comments :

Maureen said...

Wait, were they related? They have exactly the same nose and resemble each other in that family way.

Milan said...

Who is the preacher and who is the badass? Huh? One soul looking out of two pairs of eyes. Yikes. -- Lots of hillbilly guys in my father's generation have that look and the only one of their sons that I can think of who has it today is a county sheriff.