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

Art of the Stage #11



MichaelRyerson said...

Well, I would have loved to see this production. Just look at that pantheon but...Directed by Mr. Kazan? oh brother.

mister muleboy said...

One of life's great regrets: being born too late to see this production.

To watch theater transformed [or so they tell me -- and I believe "them"].

Maureen said...

Want this!

42nd Street Memories said...

Funny that Ms. Tandy got top billing and was the only one who didn't repeat their role on the screen - because WB felt they needed a name.