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

American Dance Orchestras of the 1920s #21

Vincent Lopez and His Orchestra


D T said...

When I was young, whenever my father would burp, he would follow the burp with "Lopez speaking." I never knew what that meant, and it was only long after the old man was dead that I learned of Vincent Lopez, who was all over the radio when my father was a young man in the 1920s and 1930s, and who always opened his broadcasts with "Lopez speaking."

Now, why he would associate eructation with Vincent Lopez, I know not.

swac said...

Reminds me of an ex of mine who could never figure out why her grandmother always said, "Are you ready, Hezzie?" until I played her some Hoosier Hot Shots.

JonCow said...

In my family, whenever someone is fussing unnecessarily about their appearance, one will respond with "It looks fine, Bernice." The inflection is from the 1976 PBS version of F. Scott Fitzgerald's "Bernice Bobs Her Hair."