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

Art of Pop #50

Hits and the Rarelities [sic]
(The Paris Sisters; 1970 Japanese import release)


justjack said...

Argh! You're killing me! Paris Sisters rule!

Absolutely nothing like sibling harmony.

Their Jack Nitzsche-produced sides marvelously wed Spector-inspired wall of sound to sexily intimate vocals. Their version of "It's My Party" slays me every time.

VP81955 said...

"I Love How You Love Me" is one of the most sensual pop records ever made.