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

Tales of the Jazz Age #1

Original Caption:

New York -- Here is shown a view of the Charleston Endurance Contest held at the Parody Club shortly after the dancers had started on their way to new endurance records. Members of the orchestra earned glory for themselves in plugging away at peppy music during the lengthy dance which lasted fifty-three minutes. The new record was made by Harriet Fowler, winner and survivor of the Endurance Charleston (1926)

1 comment :

Loye said...

No question about it, this has to be a great series.