#66 Image-Content of the Day 2018/04/30 of-by https://blog.patrickwey.com/category/image-content-of-the-day
sometimes you try too hard and your spirit runs out of gas just to find out the whole damn technology has moved into a new terrain and the games change and the way is no longer the way and what you once thought was clear is vague and uncertain and you’ve been misunderstood misrepresented even shunned for a world that doesn’t exist a crowd mad with a predestined emotion floating up above somewhere and where does that leave me down here amidst the nature of things moving in with the process far beyond and out of control of the mind of man and does it all matter here when so few see what there is to see with just another day as glorious and dying and changing as the last…..this must be the beginning, what else could it be!
(an interpretation of my relationship with film photography versus the new world of everyone now a photographer, a journalist, a critic, a politician, advocates for peace, for war, for one belief against another, the inter-net and the likes)…photo circa 90’s i presume and route 66 looks alot like highway 61 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W1i_Q9NDGJk)…lyrics..(
“Highway 61 Revisited”
Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where you want this killin’ done?”
God says. “Out on Highway 61”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmmm you’re right
Let me tell second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now the rowin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61
