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

Artists in Action #597


Sam Cooke strums

5 comments :

marietta said...

In a very good temper on this monday morning,Thanks,Sam.

Lango Aurelian said...

Inimitable voice, unimpeachable talent....... tragic, unnecessary demise.

Robert said...

I listen to Sam every Sunday. It's my equivalent of goin' to church. The most angelic voice ever recorded.

Timmy said...

great shot.

swac said...

There's a demo version around of Sam doing You Send Me, accompanying himself on guitar. Beautiful recording in its simplicity.