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

The Art of Jazz #44

Takin' Off
(Herbie Hancock)
(Blue Note records; 1962)


Call Me: The Shamus said...

Beautiful. It must have been the job of a lifetime to be in Blue Note's art department back in the day.

Laurent Delpit said...

I'm listening right now to this album
and thanking you for posting all this jazz artwork

and I especially like the Flora artwork (I'd buy the LP's rather than cd's just for the beauty of it)

see you on my blog sometime,