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 #53


The Dave Brubeck Quartet

3 comments :

Bill said...

As I remember his obituary in Newsweek, when he saw an old girl friend with an older and wealthier escort enter the restaurant where he was dining, he was quoted as saying, "So this how the world ends. Not with a whim, but a banker."

michaelE said...

Take five...

estiv said...

Love those guys. Paul Desmond was reportedly one of the wittiest men in New York at the time, which is saying something. Unfortunately his day job didn't involve using words, so the record is pretty slim.