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

Musical Indulgence #13


“Oh Susannah” music by Neil Young & Crazy Horse. (Bernard Shakey, 2012) To see Mr. Shakey’s 40-minute promo film of the new Neil Young & Crazy Horse album, click here.

2 comments :

marietta said...

laughin,dancing and musik ar healthy,
smoking ca be deadly.this is really a nice party with neil young.the little boy dancing so wonderfull,mama smiled mild wenn the boy smoked.
mama still smiled liked
"Isabella d. Aragon,
from "Leonardo da Vinci.

marietta said...

Childs dream-
or iternal flame !

A lttle true story,long long time ago.one morning mama is in the kitchen to fix breakfast for the son befor hi going to skool 1.class.she went to his room to wake up him.he looked tired and sad.he didn`t want to eat anythink.he was vacantly.absent he strokes the cat.mama said "oh my darlind is anythink alright ".? tenderly he put her arm around him.and than he began to told the dream.from the last night.

the little flame in ouer warmwasser
boiler went out.wat now.only his little favorit woodsoldier is small enught to light the flame.in the smal hohl.the woodsoldier standing with a proud smile behind the burning flame.suddenly the little soldier deflated, he was burned dream end.
mama noun him softly.