Monday, March 1, 2010

Hello Spring ...

Fast approaching yet another birthday ... (To the powers that be: No thanks. I've had 73 of these occasionally awkward moments). But my good friend Steve Schwartz at WGBH-FM in Boston will be playing a good chunk of my work on the night. Here is the official announcement:

"Friday, March 5, 8pm

Vocalist Carol Sloane (b. 3/5/1937 in Providence, RI) has been internationally famous since the 1950s. Her new CD is called "We'll Meet Again" Tonight's the night!"

If you'd care to hear the show, go to the station's site and click "Listen Live", top right-hand corner.

OTHER NEWS ITEMS: While on a recent visit to New York City, we were treated to an all-too brief but thrilling opportunity to hear a few tracks from the new, long-anticipated duet recording by Bill Charlap and his exquisite wife Renee Rosnes. This collaboration/conversation will most assuredly be one of your most-played recordings. Look for it on the Blue Note label in the spring.

INCIDENTAL MUSINGS:

My mother's favorite phrase, spoken with true Yankee outrage and directed toward any loud-mouth gasbag, or other thoroughly ego-centric personality, used to be: "Why doesn't he (she) go sit on a tack?"

How many times a day do you find yourself thinking the same thing, while reading the paper or watching an "expert" deliver an over-blown opinion on television. It's less difficult to avoid this sort of nonsense during baseball season, and thank goodness, it's coming to your area and mine very soon.

Because Buck and I grew up before TV was available (listening to Curt Gowdy broadcast play-by-play in the fire-fly lit back yard), you will find us, any summer night, turning our old, amazingly reliable RCA floor model (bought new in 1954 and never seen by a repair man) facing the terrace, audio off, AM radio on. A tall v&t, a cool summer breeze and comfortable lawn chairs complete the scene. Bliss. Can't wait.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

"Jersey Jazz" WMA Review

With Joe Lang's kind permission, SloaneView takes pride in reprinting his review of "We'll Meet Again" which appeared in "Jersey Jazz, Journal of The New Jersey Jazz Society". Many thanks, Joe. Glad you like it!

"Anytime that CAROL SLOANE brings out a new album, it is like a special gift for all those who love good singing. On "We'll Meet Again" (Arbors - 19400), Sloane is joined by Ken Peplowski on clarinet and tenor sax, Howard Alden and Bucky Pizzarelli on guitars, Aaron Weinstein on violin, and Steve LaSpina on base for a 13-song program that provides one delight after another. Sloane makes an art form out of understatement. She is a knowing reader of lyrics who uses her subtle artistry to bring out the full impact of each word.

Sloane is a wonderful ballad singer, but is also masterful at swinging without hitting you over the head. This latter aspect of her style is apparent right out of the box as she opens with "Exactly Like You," with Weinstein and Peplowski doing some nice urging. When I heard her singing "Anytime, Anyday, Anywhere," I immediately thought of Lee Wiley who was a co-writer of the tune, as Wiley had a similar understated style that just drew you in as you listened to her.

"Cottage for Sale" is a great song that tells a sad tale that Sloane relates in an appropriately melancholy manner. Few tunes capture the essence of what a jazzman is better than "Zoot Walks In," Dave Frishberg's lyrics having been added to a jazz classic penned by Zoot Sims and Gerry Mulligan, "The Red Door."

There are several selections that are truly obscure, but after hearing Sloane sing them, you will wonder why they have remained so to this time. Among them are "I Haven't Got Anything Better to Do," "If You Could Love Me," "The Meaning of the Blues," and "I Never Loved Anyone." After playing this disc several times, you simply cannot play it just once, I stood up and said out loud "Hooray for Carol Sloane!"

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

For The Love Of Ella ...

On Saturday, Jan. 30th, I shared luncheon at my neighborhood Italian restaurant with an interesting lady named Judith Tick. She is a music historian who specializes in women's history and American music. Previous publications include "Women Making Music. The Western Art Tradition 1150-1950" (University of Illinois Press, 1986) and articles on Charles Ives, one winning a "distinguished scholarship" award in 1993. She has been an Associate Editor for "Musical Quarterly" for the last few years and teaches at Northeastern University in Boston. Her biography of Ruth Crawford Seeger is the first full-scale biography of any American female composer.

Ms. Tick is now embarked on what promises to be the most thorough biography of the universally admired/adored Ella Fitzgerald. Since Oscar Peterson introduced me to Ella, and since I subsequently travelled as part of her entourage during two European tours in the late 1970's, Ms. Tick was curious about my time spent with The First Lady Of Song. We talked for three hours and ate little. I hope that my fond memories of Ella will become part of what promises to be a very important book.

Words I Never Thought I'd Write: I have been listening to a cd titled "The Rumba Foundation" by one JESSE COOK and I am loving it. It's genre is (dare I say it?) SMOOTH JAZZ or NEW AGE!!!!! What? I always thought of SJ as that lousy saxophone sound produced by Kenny G, and NA suggested music played by a long-haired man named Yanni who was once the heart's delight of actress Linda Evans. This Jesse Cook fellow owns and plays a gorgeous guitar, and I'm a sucker for flamenco. On "The Rumba Foundation", melodies are of the slimmest proportions combined with a subtle rumba beat that I find soothing and somewhat mesmerizing. May I hastily say these positive words are in no way to be construed as an unequivocal endorsement. "New Age" music is repetitive and simplisitic in the extreme ... entirely appropriate for a long soak in the tub surrounded by scented candles. Or, if you recall how Ravel's "Bolero" provided background for Bo Derek and Dudley Moore in the film "10" ... This cd might be just the ticket. But I'll save my money for the next Bill Charlap release.

Now, where did I put that bubble bath Aunt Lucy gave me for Christmas?