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

Before and After #166: Francis Albert Sinatra




Lex10 said...

He turned into Borgnine.

estiv said...

Where are the bobby-soxers of yesteryear?

Not that it really matters, but is the After pic flipped? That looks like a wedding band on the ring finger of his right hand.

Michael said...

And a silk handkerchief in his right breast pocket?

Flynn D said...

Good eye. Look at the buttoning of his jacket, too.

BlizzB said...

Like his singing: the man had style. Thnx a lot for posting this and for your art of blogging at all. It's amazing! Hubie