Better Than Ezra's "Good" is one of my all-time favorite songs. [more inside]
A song about the winter weather or lack thereof, the defining El Niño of my childhood, family troubles, a metaphor about my lack of perspective, and an impression of a musical sheep. [more inside]
when it rains, it pours [more inside]
Rehearsing some totally new Gershwin torch songs. Well, not new for the Gershwins. They're pretty dead. New for me, though. :) [more inside]
I'm jumping back into music with both feet right now, so here's another rehearsal recording for your listening pleasure. This sweet tune was introduced by Nat King Cole back in 1952. You young whippersnappers probably remember it from elsewhere though. Sigh. [more inside]
Back to practicing new repertoire with my freakishly adorable guitarist Barry. Yay! Sooo, here's a pretty straight and peppy little version of an old standard tune by Fats Waller. [more inside]
The Smoke Alarm Sessions, cont'd. At a very young age, I developed a ginormous crush on Danny Kaye. Soooo on a whim, Barry and I decided to take an uber-sweet little quick-talk Frank Loesser duet from one of my favorite DK movies and rework it into a ballad. We're both in love with it, but it hasn't ever been performed in public yet. Here it is.
The Smoke Alarm Sessions, cont'd. I've been learning Caravan. I love the way Ellington did it a lot. Nowadays so many people play it very straight ahead, & I think that gets boring. So we experimented. At first Barry tried to put a funk beat behind it, but I'm not sure about it. On the second chorus I was thinking that since I've been to Egypt I should use that as inspiration to experiment with different melodies. I think in the future I'll probably take that a lot further, I kind of liked the feel. So, we'll see.
4/10/07 rehearsal recording in LA. Trying out some new repertoire... well, new for me. This adorably sweet little song was written in 1928. I decided not to put any kind of modern spin on it, but to just sing it slow and straight. (Guitar by the always adorable Barry Zweig.)
The title pretty much sums this one up. Recorded at 2am or so with my lovely tele.