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
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Looks like I'll be watching The Vampire Lovers tonight. RIP Ingrid.
Carmilla
we hardly knew ye
she was. . . raw fuel
Sad news, but as an English lad I grew up on a diet of Hammer movies in the 1980s, so many fond memories of Ingrid (and not just the teenage boy sort!).
Mustn't forget The Wicker Man, either. Or Where Eagles Dare.
One great role, but she really sank her teeth into it.
I'm guessing that's a pic from Where Eagle's Dare. I met her at a few conventions back in the 90s. She was very funny and still very sexy. She will be missed.
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