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
7 comments:
Exquisite shot. An ever rambling man (Japan this spring) & a sweet poise of Dinah, I still remember when she had Iggy Pop on her show, with Soupy's boys & Bowie in his band.
See the U.S.A. in your Buick 6...
I thought that fella's name was Orpheus?
Looking at this photo I'm put in mind of the word, rictus.
"Oh Mama, can this really be the end? Stuck inside talk show syndication with Dinah Shore again"
This picture seems a good candidate for a When Legends Gather of the future.
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The Conversion of St. Zimmy - he mistook her blinding white teeth for the Lord.
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