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

Before and After #227: Doris Day




Robert Fiore said...

Is it crass of me to have started to think better of her when I found out she had a thing for black guys? "Move Over, Darling" is a great record.

Peter Nellhaus said...

The older I get, the better she looks.

marietta said...

Dearest Doris,you are looking in this foto beautyful and young.But the hairpiece on top is not so ideal.

Tamara Moravec said...

Now be nice...she's a lovely woman, young or old. (The bun on the head was a popular '70's style)..

marietta said...

Right Tamara,but also in the Victorian-Style,and im deutschen Biedermeier.