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

Welcome to Show Business! #14

Original Caption:

Hollywood -- Screen actress Rita Hayworth is shown at a Sunset Strip night spot with an old friend. Actor's agent Charlie Feldman. Rita returned from Nevada last week where she filed suit for a divorce from Prince Aly Khan. The divorce cannot be granted until 60 days after the Prince is notified. (1951)


Robert Fiore said...

Sometimes you think that Orson Welles got a raw deal in life. Then you see a picture of Rita Hayworth. Or Dolores Del Rio, or Oja Kodar . . .

swac said...

Don't forget his chocolate bon bon and the whoopsy waiter!

(See the last Golden Age of Prurience entry.)