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

In the Studio #27

Hal Blaine


Who Am Us Anyway? said...

"It's Hal & his famous ashtrays!"

Richard said...

Give the drummer some.

Michael said...

"They say she had the most beautiful voice
But I'd take Wanda or Sandy if I had my choice
And she could play the drums even while wearing a dress
But Hal Blaine woudl take over when they needed the best"

Hank, Karen & Elvis - Young Fresh Fellows

Gene Casey said...

One of the three or four greatest drummers in recording history...

Pat Mc Elroy said...

Unh huh, oh yeah.