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 #8


Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins, Elvis Aaron Presley and Johnny Cash

3 comments :

swac said...

I recently saw the uncropped version of this photo...there's a girl sitting on the piano to the right...I think she was Presley's arm candy at the time, but I can't remember her name...what a great moment though. The recording's a lot of fun too, if not the full blast you might expect.

Tom Sutpen said...

I recently saw the uncropped version of this photo...there's a girl sitting on the piano to the right...I think she was Presley's arm candy at the time, but I can't remember her name...what a great moment though.

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Not that I would ever question your veracity, but I've never even heard there was more to this photo than what I posted (Nick Tosches wrote about that afternoon in detail in his phenomenal Jerry Lee biography, "Hellfire", and didn't mention Elvis bringing along a babe). Though I wouldn't be surprised if The King did tote his honey du jour along to the studio that day, since Elvis was always dragging a hundred people with him wherever he went.

Used to drive musicians straight up the wall in later years when Elvis would turn up for a record date with his entourage. He'd spend the whole session clowning with his playmates and never focus. Only when he showed up by himself or with just Charlie Hodge did he get right down to work.

The recording's a lot of fun too, if not the full blast you might expect.

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When it was just a rumor, you'd have thought the Million Dollar Quartet tape was the greatest, most primal Rock & Roll event in history, but all it is is a decent (if fun to listen to, as you say) hour of Gospel harmonizin' and tomfoolery.

homesteader said...

Whooda thunk Jerry Lee would be the last man standing?

Tommie Hicks