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

Jimmy Dean Dead at 81

Jimmy Dean
Obituary from the Los Angeles Times here.

4 comments :

marietta said...

One last rose to this wonderful Troubarour.

MichaelRyerson said...

actually that's Troubaroar.

estiv said...

A notable sign of changing mores: when the original version of "Big Bad John" was released in 1961, the key line at the end was, "At the bottom of this mine lies a hell of a man." There were so many complaints about it that the line was changed to "At the bottom of this line lies a big, big man." The profanity was simply unacceptable to too many people. Hard to imagine now -- back then it was all too real.

Mrrspidey said...

Loved his music, and appreciated that he used all the hams and tenderloins in his food products...