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
8 comments:
Great funfact in Keith Richards autobiography--the private jet they used on the '75 tour? Guess who they leased it from? Mr. Love Beads. See http://www.bobbysherman.com/starship.htm.
I sort of wish I could think like this.
My ex-wife had a 45 of Bobby Sherman's "Easy Come Easy Go" which she cut out of the back of a cereal box. But she didn't have the love beads.
I have one of those cereal box singles, I think it's called Bubblegum and Braces.
Yep: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysim0aRhoVs
After he left the business we call show, he became a training officer with the LAPD and later the San Bernadino County Sheriff's Department, training academy student in CPR and First Aid techniques. Probably a more satisfying living than selling love beads.
@ Brent...yeah, he actually was one of the people that got the whole paramedic thing rolling.
I gotta tell ya though, I was 11 in 1970 and there's pics of me wearing a fringed leather vest, a turtleneck, a pendant and candy love beads...with my pretty short hair combed partly OVER my ears. Hey, if the chicks liked Bobby, I would look like Bobby!
Oh, please, fate! Can't I be as hip as Bobby Sherman - just for one day???
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