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 Collaborators #24

Clifford Brown and Max Roach

1 comment :

swac said...

Great photo...Brown is easily one of the most underrated jazz greats, largely due to the overall lack of material I suppose. I only have Study in Brown, but it's one of my favourite jazz albums. Even though I used to play trumpet myself, I have a pretty low tolerance for trumpters, outside of Clifford, Miles and Chet there aren't many I can think of whose music I enjoy. (One of my instructors said I should listen to more Maynard Ferguson, the Mariah Carey of horn players.)