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

They Were, uh . . . Collaborators? #750

Lou Reed and David Bowie


mister muleboy said...

And on whom did Mick have his jealous eyes. . .?

Tristan Eldritch said...

Intense times. I've always thought that Lou was one of the least attractive of the rock gods...I mean Iggy wasn't a bad looker, if he didn't have too much broken glass or whatever in him, but thanks. Especially during that scarifying bleach blonde amphetamine insect period he had going on for awhile.

Rigadoon23 said...

Lou Reed's looks? What about the music? Reed and Pop are the best
and Reed's still putting out great stuff. Lu Lu, Reeds last album was yet another big step forward.

swac said...

Transformer? I hardly know 'er!