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 #12

Steve McQueen's Living Room (California, 1963)


John said...

Coolest. Guy. Ever.

swac said...

Hard to argue that. I'm stunned he didn't show up in our Cool Hall of Fame until #109, but maybe he's just too cool for that sort of thing.

Kimberly Lindbergs said...

His pad is pretty spiffy too. Just guessing, but I bet he got a lot of action on that fur rug.

rookgaroo said...

I'm inclined to agree, Kimberly. You can tell by the look on its face.