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
2 comments:
Funny, I just ordered up a collection of Van Beuren shorts this past weekend, from Thunderbean Animation.
http://www.thunderbeananimation.com/dvdsales.html
Get out of my head, Tom!
And here I thought my dog was the only one who slept above his own cuspidor. . . .
For putatively "primitive" animation, the reflection while the log floated downriver was nicely done.
btw, I can't tell you how many times in the last few years I've wished I had a cannon in the car that I could apply to the radio
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