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

Jazz Messengers #1

Horace Silver

(vast thanks to Jeff Duncanson of Filmscreed for the idea behind this series)


swac said...

This should be good...and that Blue Note album Silver did with the Jazz Messengers is a classic.

swac said...

Or rather, what I meant to say is, that first Jazz Messengers album.

erik hogstrom said...

"Song for My Father" by Horace Silver is and shall remain the ringtone on my cellphone.

Bruno Leicht said...

I love the band's very first album, before they had been labeled "The Jazz Messengers": Live At Birdland Vol. 1/2 with Clifford Brown, Lou Donaldson, Horace Silver, Curly Russell and Art Blakey, 1954. This was the first LP ever, conceived as a live-album. It's on Blue Note.

Horace was the master of funny quotation of songs in his solos and a inspiring accompanist too. That band surely had a beat. No bandleader could go wrong with having groovy Horace feeding the chords. A friend of mine said, Horace would f... the piano. Okay, he didn't quite caress the keys.