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 the Age of Multiplexes #6

Grauman's Egyptian Theater: The Courtyard

Grauman's Egyptian Theater: The Opening, October 18th, 1922


notanotherblog said...

So many questions with this picture. Where was this on LA? Why did God not choose for me to be born at that era? :'(

Douglas Fairbanks said...

Thanks for the shout-out!

Joe Thompson said...

The Egyptian is still there up Hollywood Boulevard from Grauman's later Chinese Theatre. The Egyptian was restored in 1998:

Next door is the Pig 'n Whistle Restaurant.

Joe Thompson ;0)