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

Home Is Where The Heart Is #10

Sinatra's Buzzer
The unknown photographer tempts fate as he reaches for the buzzer at the Bowmont Dr entrance of Frank Sinatra's home in the 1960's.

7 comments :

Kyle L said...

Ring a Ding Ding?

MichaelRyerson said...

And the next voice you hear will be Jilly Rizzo and he won't be happy.

Paul J. Lyon said...

If you live here, you better have a damn good reason for fixing the 1960 presidential election.

Christopher said...

WELL!

Tommy O'C said...

...this means YOU, Charles Manson...

Trader said...

Who wants to ring the bell???

vilstef said...

I wonder if Van Morrison has a sign like this?