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 Heretofore Unmentioned #100


Eugene Ionesco

1 comment :

Jim said...

Born in Slatina, Romania in 1912, Ionesco spent most of his first thirteen years in France dreaming alternatively of being a saint and a warrior. Between the ages of thirteen and twenty-seven, he lived in Romania where he witnessed the rise of Fascism, Antisemitism, and the violence that encompassed it. Returning to France in 1938 he settled in Paris to live and write in his second language. He contributed to CAHIERS DU SUD and began writing avant-garde plays. His works stress the absurdity both of bourgeois values and of the way of life that they dictate. They express the futility of human endeavor in a universe ruled by chance. They all announce a refusal to suffer while acting out the dislocation and the strange emptiness he found in the world. His play la Cantatrice Chauve (1950) was suggested by the idiotic phrases in an English language textbook; it has become an enormously popular classic of the theater of the absurd. Among Ionesco's other plays include La Leçon (1951), Les Chaises (1952), Victimes du devoir (1953), Rhinocéros (1959), Le Roi se meurt (1959), and Jeux de massacre (1970). He wrote about the theater in Notes et contre-notes (1962, tr. 1964); a memoir, Présent passé, passé présent (1968, tr. 1971); and the novel Le Solitaire (1974). He died in 1994.

Thanks for the Eugene, Tom...wonder if he was a soprano?