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

A Who's Who of Swinging London #4


Andrew Loog Oldham (and his clients)

3 comments :

huskermould said...

has anyone read his autobiography? If so, is it worth a read.

Richard Gibson said...

Great photo, he looks about 16 years old. What a hustler, he looks like the Artful Dodger.

Tom Sutpen said...

I think the photo is from that LP of instrumental versions of Rolling Stones hits Oldham slapped together. The pound note says it all.

I recall someone saying something along the lines that Oldham's biggest mistake was thinking he was smarter than Brian Epstein (presumably by way of explaining why the Stones weren't as purely famous as the Mop Tops). I have to assume whoever said that didn't look at some of the deals Epstein made between '63 and '67. The Beatles didn't see a tenth of the money they could have seen if they'd had someone with even a small degree of business savvy seeing to their affairs.