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

A is for Arbus #56


Two ladies at the automat (1966)

8 comments :

estiv said...

This may appear in the next season of Mad Men.

swac said...

Horn and Hard-Up

Lorin said...

Don't dis diane

DC said...

the only on the left is wearing a genuine Leopard Skin Pillbox Hat, for all you Dylan fans out there

la peregrina said...

Here's to the ladies who lunch.

swac said...

I had no idea Amy Sedaris was around in 1966.

marietta said...

The on the left say:" you remember that daddy say "girls take care of yours little treasure chest".

Who Am Us Anyway? said...

balances on her head like a mattress balances on a bottle of wine