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 #62

Gone With the Wind
(The Dave Brubeck Quartet)
(Columbia Records; 1959)


Kreisler said...

They look like CIA operatives particularly pleased with how it's going at the Latin American bureau.

Vanwall said...

Cool Company Men - lounging around Langley?

R.H. said...

Pocket billiards.

Steve_W said...

Aw, I like this one! Found a copy in a record store today and almost bought it for the cover alone--unfortunately the LP was totally trashed & the jacket wasn't in great shape...