… Melody Gardot – Jane Monheit – Hope Waits – Kate Paradise – Tierney Sutton – Karrin Allyson – Patricia Barber – Madeleine Peyroux – Joni Mitchell …
I love a piano, I love a piano.
I love to hear somebody play upon a piano, a grand piano.
It simply carries me away.
I know a fine way to treat a Steinway.
I love to run my fingers o’er the keys, the ivories.
And with the pedal I love to meddle.
When Mr Padarewski comes this way.
I’m so delighted if I’m invited to hear a long haired genius play.
Take your fiddle, keep your bow.
Give me a p-i-a-n-o o o.
I love to stop right beside an upright,
or a high toned baby grand…
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¤ Melody Gardot
∇ ‘My One And Only Thrill’ ⇓ [2009]
But it don’t matter
But it don’t matter
When does May envelop spring
But it don’t matter
But it don’t matter, ‘cause
When I’m with you
My whole world stands still
You’re my one and only thrill
But it don’t matter
But it don’t matter
Ticks may never hear a tock
But it don’t matter
But it don’t matter, ‘cause
When I’m with you
My whole world stands still
You’re my one and only thrill
But it don’t matter
But it don’t matter
Buds may never open wide
But it don’t matter
But it don’t matter, ‘cause
When I’m with you
My whole world stands still
You’re my one and only thrill
You’re my
You’re my
Thrill ⇓
In 2003 she was run over by a car while riding her bicycle; in the accident she suffered serious head and spinal injuries and she got her pelvis broken in two places. Because of these severe injuries, she was confined to her hospital bed for over a year and had to remain lying on her back. She had to re-learn things like speak and walk, she also took up the guitar and music was her main therapy. Bravo Melody! •→ http://www.alwaysontherun←
◊→ ‘If I Tell You I Love You’ ⇓ [«The Absence»_2012]
∇ ‘Same To You’ ⇓ [«Currency of Man»_2015]
when you treat the one you love like they are not
Who you gonna call while you’re on your own
you built the bed you burned right within your home
You had somebody who loved you
what did you do
you had somebody who loved you
what d’ya put them through now honey
You left somebody who loved you
Now they gonna do the same to you
Lord, they gonna do the same to you
(the same to you…)
What you gonna get while you’re moving on
to some other kind of thrill but the thrill is gone
say you gonna be fine while you’re on you’re own
you left the one you love right there alone
You had somebody who loved you
what did you do
you had somebody who loved you
what d’ya put them through now honey
You left somebody who loved you
Now they gonna do the same to you
Lord, they gonna do the same to you
(the same to you…)
♥ ‘Worrisome Heart’ ↑
I need a hand with my worrisome heart
I need a hand with my worrisome heart
I would be lucky to find me a man
Who could love me the way that I am
With this here worrisome heart
I need a break from my troubling ways
I need a break from my troubling ways
I would be lucky to find me a man
Who could love me the way that I am
With all my troubling ways
I need a man who got no baggage to claim
I need a man who got no baggage to claim
I would be lucky to find me a man
Who could love me the way that I am
A worrisome troubling baggage free modern day dame
Said a worrisome troubling baggage free modern day dame
Ain’t no body the same
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¤ Jane Monheit ⇐
A vocalist with remarkable virtuosity and innate interpretative skills, Jane Monheit puts her own unique touch on beloved jazz standards, classic torch songs and contemporary pop.
At the young age of 20, Jane became first runner-up in the 1998 Thelonious Monk Institute’s vocal competition behind the late, great Teri Thornton. Soon after, Jane released her stunning debut album, Never Never Land, featuring Kenny Barron, Ron Carter, and Lewis Nash. The first of four recordings for N-Coded—a label founded by Dave Grusin and Larry Rosen with Phil Ramone—the album was voted Best Recording Debut by the Jazz Journalists Association and stayed on the Billboard jazz chart for a year.
Bye bye baby time to hit the road to dreamland
You’re my baby dig you in the land of nod
Hold tight baby we’ll be swinging up in dreamland
All night baby where the little cherubs trot
Look at that knocked out moon
You been a-blowing his top in the blue
Never saw the likes of you
What an angel
Bye bye baby time to hit the road to dreamland
Don’t cry baby it was divine but the rooster has finally crowed
Time to hit the road
∞ Jane Monheit with Les Paul Trio ↓ «East of the Sun (West of the Moon)»
East of the sun and west of the moon
We’ll build a dream house of love dear
Close to the sun in the day
Near to the moon at night
We’ll live in a lovely way dear
Sharing our love in the pale moonlight
Just you and I, forever and a day
Love will not die; we’ll keep it that way
Up among the stars we’ll find a harmony of life to a lovely tune
East of the sun and west of the moon dear
East of the sun and west of the moon
• ‘They Can’t Take That Away From Me’ ↓ [w/ John Pizzarelli]
Our romance won’t end on a sorrowful note
Though by tomorrow you’re gone
The song has ended but as the song writer wrote
The melody lingers on
They may take you from me
I’ll miss your fond caress
But though they take you from me
I’ll still possess
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No no they can’t take that away from me
The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No no they can’t take that away from me
We may never never meet again
On the bumpy road to love
Still I’ll always always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced ‘til three
The way you changed my life
No no they can’t take that away from me
No they can’t take that away from me
∇ ‘All Too Soon’ ⇓ [with Nicholas Payton_2016]
All too soon – We had to part
The moment you had touched my heart
And with you went my dream
All too soon
All too sweet was our affair
And you put all the sweetness there
What a shame that it’s gone
All too soon
I knew the strange delights
That only you in love could bring
And as I reached the heights
I realised the bottom fell from everything
You should know as well as I
Our love deserves another try
For you whispered goodbye
All too soon
Too soon
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♥ Hope Waits ←
←Hope Waits possesses that rare talent that is born of challenge, pain and heart. Growing up in the bayous of Louisiana – in a trailer that rarely had electricity or running water – Hope’s voice was strong from the beginning. The 7th of 12 children born to an alcoholic father and an overprotective, God-fearing mother, Hope spent her badly-off childhood moving from place to place. . . Then she stuck around the South for several years before ultimately landing in Los Angeles. Chance brought her into Chessvolt Studios where she met producer Peter Malick (Norah Jones) and his business partner Douglas Grossman. The two signed her to their label and released her self-titled debut album to rave reviews.
♦ ‘I’ll Be Satisfied’ ↓
Just a kiss, just a smile
Hold my hand baby, once in a while.
And that’s all I need, that’s all I need
And I’ll be Satisfied.
Think of me, when you’re away
Call me darling, just for today
That’s all I need, that’s all I need
And I’ll be satisfied
Oh, true love came to me, when I met you
True love makes me know I might not forget you
When you’re around me, you know you make me feel
Life is worth livin’ baby, when you’re so forgivin’
Just a kiss, just a smile
Hold my hand baby, once in a while.
And that’s all I need, that’s all I need
And I’ll be Satisfied.
♦ ‘Heavies’ ↓ [2012]
Flat on my back, feeling like a wreck
I took the last drag of my last cigarette
Followed the smoke, watched as it rolled up to heaven
It was a song that played in my head
It drove me crazy with the chorus, it said,
Oh no. Here come the heavies
They’re gonna hit you hard so you better get ready
Oh no, here come the heavies again
Oh no, here come the heavies
I drag my feet down a long and crowded street
Talk to myself just for the company
I try my best to keep my feet from stumbling
But I had to sit down on the cold cold ground
The clouds rolled in and the rain came down
Oh, no. Here come the heavies . . .
Well, the sun came out with the change in the weather
It got a little warmer and I felt a little better
Knew that shitty luck wouldn’t last forever
So I stood back up I was feelin’ kinda rough
Gotta tell the blues, «Oh no!» «Oh no!»
Oh, no. Here come the heavies
They’re gonna hit you hard so you better get ready
Oh no, here come the heavies again . . .
Oh, no … Here they come …
•→ ‘You Crossed The Line’ ⇐ [2007]
♦→ ‘Mother In Law Blues’ ⇓ [2012]
It was early in the mornin’ – I heard a rooster crow for days
Yeah it was early in the mornin’ – I heard a rooster crow for days
I looked out my window and saw my baby walk away
I thought, «Lord, please stop him – Ain’t gonna get drunk no more»
I thought, «Lord, please stop him – Ain’t gonna get drunk no more»
I hollered out my window – «Come back baby please don’t go»
I know he heard me callin’ – He looked back and waved his hand
I know he heard me callin’ – He looked back and waved his hand
I could hear him tell his momma – «That’s one no good woman»
Well, I watched my baby leave – His momma had him by the hand
Well, I watched my baby leave – His momma had him by the hand
I’d give anything I have – Just to see my man again
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∞ Kate Paradise
«Her voice is sultry but classy; she doesn’t feel the need to belt out a jazz standard just to get your attention. She understands the power of subtlety. » [Brent Hallenbeck]
∇ ‘Mean to Me’ ↓ [2009]
You’re mean to me
Why must you be mean to me?
Gee, honey, it seems to me
You love to see me cryin’
I don’t know why
I stay home each night
When you say you’ll phone
You don’t and I’m left alone
Singing the blues and sighin’
You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever somebody is near
Dear, it must be
Great fun to be mean to me
You shouldn’t, for can’t you see
What you mean to me
∇ ‘I Didn’t Know What Time It Was’ ⇓
I didn’t know what time it was – Then I met you.
Oh, what a lovely time it was, How sublime it was too!
I didn’t know what day it was – You held my hand.
Warm like the month of May it was, and I’ll say it was grand.
Grand to be alive, and young, and mad, and yours alone!
Grand to see your face, feel your touch, hear your voice say I’m all your own.
I didn’t know what year it was – Life was no prize.
I wanted love and here it was, shining out of your eyes.
I’m wise, and I know what time it is now.
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♣ Tierney Sutton ↓
A 6-time Grammy Nominee as both a recording artist and arranger, Sutton is often described as “a singer’s singer,” but just as often, she is described as a “musician’s singer” who uses her voice like an instrument.
Most recently, Tierney received her 5th consecutive Grammy Nomination for “Best Jazz Vocal Album” for her latest project, “After Blue,” an intimate, jazz-inspired re-imagining of the legacy of Joni Mitchell.
Sometimes I’m happy – Sometimes I’m blue
My disposition depends on you
I never mind the rain from the skies
As long as I have the sun in your eyes
Sometimes I love you – Sometimes I hate you
When I hate you, it’s because I love you
That’s how I am – So what can I do
I’m happy when I’m with you
· · · ‘The Surrey With The Fringe On Top’ ↓ (O. Hammerstein)
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppen strutters
Nosy pokes will peek through their shutters and their eyes will pop!
The wheels are yellow, the upholstry’s brown
The dashboard’s genuine leather
With eisenglass curtains you can roll right down
In case there’s a change in the weather
Two bright side lights winkin’ and blinkin’
Ain’t no finer rig I’m a thinkin’
You can keep your rig if you’re thinkin’ that I’d keer to swap
Fer that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top . . .
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∞ Karrin Allyson ↓
Karrin Allyson, like Peyroux, refuses to get caught up in the theatrics of jazz singing, and instead prefers to probe into the inner life of her songs. Her repertoire is quirky in a beguiling way, and moves from John Coltrane to Jacques Brel to Cat Stevens to Caetano Veloso, with surprising ease.
• ‘Moaning’ ⇓
Every morning find me moaning
‘Cause of all the trouble I’ve seen
Life’s a losing gamble to me
Everybody knows I’m moaning
I’m alone and crying the blues
I’m so tired of paying these dues
Everybody knows I’m moaning
Lord I stay plenty of days and nights alone with my grief
And I pray, really and truly pray somebody will come and bring me relief
Every morning find me moaning
‘Cause of all the trouble I’ve seen
Life’s a losing gamble to me
Everybody knows I’m moaning
∞ ‘Blues In B Flat’ ↓ with bassist, Jeff Johnson
•→‘Hum Drum Blues’ ⇐
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♣ Patricia Barber
A tireless performer who refused to conform to more conventional vocal jazz idioms, she worked her way up through the Chicago jazz scene slowly, almost reluctantly, after having spent several years in Iowa attending college and performing with local groups.
•→ ‘Witchcraft’ ⇐ [France_2004]
≡ ‘You and the Night and the Music’ ↓
•→ Silent Partner ⇔ [lyrics]
∇ ‘Use Me’ ⇓ [2006]
My friends feel it’s their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me
But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff
Is I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
My brother, he sit me right down and talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I’m sure he meant well yeah but when our talk was through
I said brother if you only knew you’d wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
Oh sometimes yeah it’s true you really do abuse me
You get in a crowd of high class people and then you act real rude to me
But baby baby baby baby when you love me I can’t get enough
And I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
∇ Patricia Barber Trio ⇓ ‘In Your Own Sweet Way’ [2017]
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♣ Madeleine Peyroux
Born in Georgia, raised in California and New York, coming of age in Paris, Peyroux was already exposed to the diverse musical crosscurrents of these setting before her rise to fame in her early twenties […] In an age in which many jazz singers have caught the «Broadway disease,» and try to belt it out to the back rows, offering a half-dozen flourishes and curlicues where even one is enough, Peyroux appreciates the power of under-statement. She is impressive because she never tries to impress. Her phrases take on a simple beauty, each small feint and pause given their proper attention. She has a delicious thickness to her voice, almost a whiskey slur, imparting depth to the lyrics of her songs. Even when she reaches for a high note—a rarity in itself, given this singer’s penchant for lingering in the middle register—she floats up to it lazily, almost reluctantly…
◊ ‘The Summer Wind’ ⇓
The summer wind came blowing in from across the sea
it lingered there, so warm and fair to walk with me
All summer long we sang a song and strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights went flyin by
The world was new, beneath a blue umbrella sky
Then softer than a piper man, one day it called to you
And I lost you to the summer wind
The autumn wind and the winter wind have come and gone
And still the days, those lonely days, go on and on
And guess who sighs her lullabies through nights that never end
My fickle friend, The summer wind
•→ ‘Don’t Wait Too Long’ ⇐
You can cry a million tears
You can wait a million years
If you think that time will change your ways
Don’t wait too long
When your morning turns to night
Who’ll be loving you by candlelight
If you think that time will change your ways
Don’t wait too long
Maybe I got a lot to learn
Time can slip away
Sometimes you got to lose it all
Before you find your way
Take a chance, play your part
Make romance, it might break your heart
But if you think that time will change your ways
Don’t wait too long
It may rain, it may shine
Love will age like fine red wine
But if you think that time will change your ways
Don’t wait too long
Maybe you and I got a lot to learn
Don’t waste another day
Maybe you got to lose it all
Before you find your way
Take a chance, play your part
Make romance, it might break your heart
But if you think that time will change your ways
Don’t wait too long
Don’t wait … Hmm… Don’t wait
∇ ‘Everything I Do Gohn Be Funky (From Now On)’ ⇓ [L. Dorsey]
Everything I do gonh be funky from now on, yeah
I got to be myself & do my thing
A little soul can’t do no harm
Everything I do gonh be funky from now on, yeah . . .
Now, some may say I ain’t got no class,
But I’m doin’ what I wanna do
So groove with me if you can,
Or just do what you can do
Everything I do gonh be funky from now on, yeah . . .
Never before have I been so good just bein’ natural me
My little hang ups & my little times, but deep inside I’m free
So Let your hair down, get into it
Who’s to say what’s right or wrong?
Everything I do gonh be funky from now on, yeah . . .
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θ Joni Mitchell + Jaco Pastorius + Don Alias + Michael Brecker:
‘The Dry Cleaner from Des Moines’ ↑
I’m down to a roll of dimes
I’m stalking the slot that’s hot
I keep hearing bells all around me
Jingling in the lucky jackpots
They keep you tantalized
They keep you reaching for your wallet – Here in fools’ paradise
I talked to a cat from Des Moines
He said he ran a cleaning plant
That cat was clanking with coin
Well he must have had a genie in a lamp
‘cause every time I dropped a dime I blew it
He kept ringing bells – Nothing to it!
He got three oranges – Three lemons – Three cherries – Three plums
I’m losing my taste for fruit
Watching the dry cleaner do it
Like Midas in a polyester suit
It’s all luck! It’s just luck!
You get a little lucky and you make a little money!
I followed him down the strip
He picked out a booth at Circus Circus
where the cowgirls fill the room with their big balloons
The cleaner was pitching with purpose!
He had Dinos and Pooh Bears and lions pink and blue there
He couldn’t lose there!
Des Moines was stacking the chips
Raking off the tables
Ringing the bandit’s bells
This is a story that’s a drag to tell (in some ways)
Since I lost every dime I laid on the line
But the cleaner from Des Moines
Could put a coin in the door of a John
And get twenty for one
It’s just luck!
◊ Twisted ↓ [1974]
My analyst told me that I was right out of my head
The way he described it – He said I’d be better dead than alive
I didn’t listen to his jive
I knew all along that he was all wrong
And I knew that he thought I was crazy but I’m not — don’t know
My analyst told me that I was right out of my head
He said I need treatment but I’m not that easily led
He said I was the type that was most inclined
When out of his sight to be out of my mind
And he thought I was nuts – No more ifs or ands or buts
They say as a child I appeared a little bit wild with all my crazy ideas
But I knew what was happening – I knew I was a genius…
What’s so strange when you know that you’re a wizard at three
I knew that this was meant to be
Now I heard little children were supposed to sleep tight
That’s why I got into the vodka one night
My parents got frantic – Didn’t know what to do
But I saw some crazy scenes before I came to
Now do you think I was crazy
I may have been only three but I was swinging
They all laugh at angry young men
They all laughed at Edison and also at Einstein
So why should I be sorry if they just couldn’t understand
The idiomatic logic that went on in my head
I had a brain – It was insane
Oh they used to laugh at me when I refused to ride
On those double decker buses – All because there was no driver on the top […]
My analyst told me that I was right out of my head
But I said dear doctor, I think that it’s you instead
Because I, I got a thing that’s unique and new
To prove it I’ll have the last laugh on you
‘Cause instead of one head, I got two
And you know two heads are better than one.
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