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 #637


Chuck Wein, Andy Warhol and Danny Williams

4 comments :

MichaelRyerson said...

In one of the great ironies of the art world, they all became acquainted in high school as they stood near one another in gym class.

Tom Sutpen said...

I . . . don't think so.

TIM said...

Danny Williams died of heart failure in 2005, Chuck Wein of
heart failure in 2009, and Andy
died in his sleep following gallbladder surgery in 1987.

Tom Sutpen said...

Unless you know something his loved ones do not, Danny Williams disappeared from his family's home in 1967 and has never been seen nor heard from again.

A legend quickly emerged, which one still hears repeated, that he had walked into the ocean just like Norman Maine in A Star is Born, but there's never been the slightest corroboration for it.