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

Artists in Action #367

Allen Jenkins takes Joan Crawford for a spin


VP81955 said...

I'm pretty certain this was from the film "They All Kissed The Bride" (1942), which features Joan (a fine dancer at the Cocoanut Grove during the 1920s) in a jitterbug contest. Crawford took the role after Carole Lombard (an old rival of hers from the Grove) died in a plane crash, and donated her salary from the film to the American Red Cross in Carole's memory. It's not much of a film, but then again, when it came to comedy, Crawford was no Lombard.

swac said...

I bet it's no Sh! The Octopus...