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 Cool Hall of Fame #145
Edie Adams Dead at 81

We bear sad news this morn' of the passing, at 81, of Edie Adams; actress, singer, comedienne, and all around one of the more underrated performers in her day (and many another). Here is an account of the life and career from today's New York Times


R.H. said...

Looks a bit drag, maybe it's the pose.

Tommy O'C said...

I hope she's reunited with Ernie and they're both laughing up a storm...

lump516 said...

To understand just how good she is, catch her in Joseph Mankiewicz's modern take on VOLPONE, THE HONEY POT. Anyone who can hold her own with Rex Harrison has serious comedy chops,