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

Treading the Boards #39


Lee J. Cobb, Mildred Dunnock and Arthur Kennedy in original production of Death of a Salesman, 1949.

3 comments :

Jeffinprov said...

Say what one will about the state of the theater, set design has come a long way...

Chip Hilton said...

Do you have any of the classic 'Glass Menagerie' mid-60's Broadway production? George Grizzard, Pat Hingle, Piper Laurie, and Maureen Stapleton, I believe. I was there with my high school acting group for a school group-filled matinee and, at one point, Grizzard came to the apron and addressed the audience because some kids in the balcony were misbehaving. "This is not a movie you're attending, it is live theater," he said, or close to it. Loud ovation and quiet the rest of the way.

Daniel McGuire said...

Hey, that's my grandmother, Mildred Dunnock!