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

Gary Moore Dead at 58

Gary Moore
Gary Moore says goodbye.
Obit here.


Fred said...

Is that Peter Green's famous Les Paul '57 burst in Gary's hand?

marietta said...

from sleeping and is tueday morning,the little boy sit in the kitchen mit mama by breakfast he have to go in school."mamy are i sleeping or i awake?"mama" darling,wenn i nipping in your arm, and it hurts a littel bit,so i think we are awake". "but you dont know
it exactly".perhaps gary know it now better.take your old thinlizzy ,and drive to the haeven,go to the trumpet angels and make a fine jam session,to praise the lord, ruhe in frieden!