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

Happy 100th Birthday Cab Calloway

Cabell "Cab" Calloway III (1907-1994)


The Hi de Ho Blog said...

Gush I love your blog! I was sure that you were going to post a great picture of Cab for his centennial, and you did it! I love every choice you do on your site; Thanks a lot: you give me daily slice of happiness.
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Joe said...

When I was young, I wanted to be Cab Calloway. As I got older, I realized that I can't sing and I can't dance and I'm not hep to the jive. Alas.

Joe Thompson ;0)