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

Annals of Public Performance #48


Love at the Whisky (1966)

6 comments :

Frank Coleman said...

NOW we're talkin'.

estiv said...

Wish I'd been there.

Malcolm Callan said...

Love?

WillyC said...

Love is one of the best, yet least known great bands of the 1960's, primarily because they refused to tour. Check out their album "Forever Changes" for a classic.

Andy 7 said...

Since there's a flute player on stage it was around the "Da Capo" period. This was The Whiskey? It looks a little like Bido Lido's.

WillyC said...

You may be right. I wish I could have been there to know for sure.