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 Pop #37

Swinging Dors
(Diana Dors)
(Columbia Records; 1960)


F.G. Marshall-Stacks said...

The designer of her fabulous gown deserves a credit.

Chris said...

They don't build women like that anymore.


swac said...

I knew there had to be a connection between Scott Walker and Diana Dors somewhere.

Tommy O'C said...

Would I love to be in Dors. Listening to this record, of course.

swac said...

I'd have much preferred if Oliver Stone had made a movie about this Dors.

Tommy O'C said...

Val Kilmer as Diana Dors? Could work.

F.G. Marshall-Stacks said...

T.oC. wins!