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

Behind The Scenes #1
George Marino Is Dead

George Marino, arguably the world's finest mastering engineer, has died. Marino, a stalwart of Sterling Sound in New York, began cutting records for Capitol in their New York studios in the late 1960s. He moved to The Record Plant when Capitol ceased its New York operation, and finally settled in at Sterling Sound, working there from 1973 until his death.

If your collection has more than ten records [whether on vinyl or CD] recorded after 1968, you've almost certainly got some of Marino's work on your shelf. From Don McLean's American Pie to John and Yoko's Double Fantasy, from AC/DC to Hendrix to Coldplay, his masterful finishing touch brought life to countless sterile mixes.  And, of course, brought sparkle and sheen to some real dogs.

A brief obituary, of sorts, can be found at the Hollywood Reporter.