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

Artists in Action #580

John Osborne ditches his shoes


estiv said...

Well, he looks angrier than Sillitoe did in the pic posted a few days ago, if not quite as young. I'm guessing he's in a bed-sit, the sort of room considered to be emblematic of English life at the time.

Kyle said...

Being as illiterate as I am, I know John solely for his role in the original Get Carter.

*adds to list "Stuff I Oughta Know"*