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

The Heretofore Unmentioned #131

Edgar Wallace


marietta said...

hi tom,i am very happy that we now
finally have translatings in europa from the books of Nick Tosches books in german language.i dont know him before.thanks.sometimes he remind me on "Please Kill Me",from
Legs Mc Neill and Gilian Mc Cain.
nice weekend,marietta.

marietta said...

The little boy standing very near
by the sweet automat.his eyes strong closed,his hands fast folding.mama came from subway,see him."hey darling wat you doing there?" "oh mamy i pray to the lord
that coming out a kompass."
a little smile to tom sutpen to the

swac said...

Thanks for the Please Kill Me shout-out, Gillian's a good friend of mine, and the book is a punk chronicle classic.