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

Marilyn in Action #31

Marilyn strums.


Tempest said...

Yeah like this woman was going to slave creating tagliatelle with a bolognese sauce or prepare a small antipasto of prosciutto overlaying some figs and cantelope for the Clipper.
("Can't the guys just have some vienna sausages on a toothpick, Joey?")

Never ever in a million lifetimes Joe.

What was he thinking?

Joe-You schmuck.

Brooks said...

Should have married Sophia, huh!

Inquiring Camera Girl said...

Was this for "Some Like it Hot" ?

Greg said...

This was a part of a 1958 shoot that actually had nothing to do with Some Like it Hot. The uke is purely coincidental.

Mike Whitney said...

Tempest, imho, yours is probably the best caption/comment for any picture
I've ever seen on the innerwebs since
1996. Thanks!

Tempest said...

Thank you for the compliment Mike.

swac said...

I like a ukulele lady, ukulele lady linger too.

Mari said...

Joe was smitten like the rest of the Country...but you can't keep a woman like this in the Kitchen!