For the Man in Black
Lyrics: Arizona Star
“Shinin’ like a diamond
she had tombstones in her eyes.”
A picture: Salma Hayek and Julie Taymor
A book: Dark Ladies, by Fritz Leiber
This offers a gentler form of the alcoholic experience than Malcolm Lowry’s classic Under the Volcano:
“I’ve had hallucinations from alcohol, too…. But only during withdrawal oddly, the first three days. In closets and dark corners and under tables — never in very bright light — I’d see these black and sometimes red wires, about the thickness of telephone cords, vibrating, whipping around. Made me think of giant spiders’ legs and such. I’d know they were hallucinations — they were manageable, thank God. Bright light would always wipe them out.”
— Fritz Leiber, “Our Lady of Darkness,” in Dark Ladies
Related entries:
The Feast of Kali, the Dark Lady, and
Architecture of Eternity,
my own “Once Upon a Time in Mexico.”
For a more serious Dark Lady portrait, see the site of artist John de la Vega.
Another one for the Man In Black:
Oh, I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I’m frightened by the devil
And I’m drawn to those ones that ain’t afraid
I remember that time you told me, you said,
“Love is touching souls,”
Surely you touched mine
‘Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh, you’re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darling
Still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
Joni Mitchell.
(I quote her constantly, btw.)
Comment by oOMisfitOo — Saturday, September 13, 2003 @ 2:41 am