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

When Legends Gather #812

Johnny Winter, Rick Derringer, Edgar Winter, Andy Warhol, Ted Nugent, and Truman Capote


John said...

Is that the Nuge, leaning on Warhol with his arm around Capote?

WillyC said...

Strange bedfellows, indeed

paul said...

I want to know the story behind this gathering.

heup said...

what's John Cleese smiling behind them all?

WillyC said...

It might be Mick Fleetwood in the back.

erik said...

For some reason this screams "Creem magazine" to me. And I feel like I should recognize a bunch of these ppl, particularly, who's that crossed-arms fella in the middle?

jginud said...

That's Neil Geraldo seated on Johnny's right.
Myron Grombacher behind Johnny (arms folded).
Kenny Aronson? on Myron's right.
And don't forget Edgar Winter in the back behind Warhol.