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Bebop Spoken There

Dave Gelly: “From 1 January 1920, when prohibition was imposed in the US, people didn’t stop drinking, they just stopped drinking legally.” – (Jazz Journal October 2017).

Regina Carter: “When I was a teenager, I would daydream about going out on a date and dancing to Ella’s music.” (Down Beat October 2017).

Bebop Spoken Here on hold

As of tonight (November 15) at 21:00 hrs, this site will be temporarily on hold to allow for essential executive maintenance. Some minor activity may be possible during this period and we hope to have normal service resumed as soon as possible.
We apologise for any inconvenience caused.
Lance

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Jo Wallfisch in NY.

I first met Jo Wallfisch on one of my occasional London trips at, of course, The Spice where she was singing. Jo's now moved to New York and, seemingly, rapidly becoming a Native New Yorker - as I did on my visit and I was only there for ten days!

Read the poem, it  captures the feeling of Manhattan perfectly although perhaps not the current snow storms.
Then check out the website and hear the slim lady sing.
Lance.

New York Week

This is the beginning of a New York Week,
My guitar, and ukulele, and a song I'm soon to speak.
Words flow like water as I ride the subway home,
I tell you, New York, has a time frame of its own.
I moved across the ocean from a place that I called home
In search of an adventure, to dive into the unknown
Quickly I discovered the passion in its eyes
Though New York is just a city, it’s a lover in disguise.
You’ll never know a stranger till you’re locked in his embrace.
You’ll never know how rain feels till it tumbles from your face.
You’ll never know you’re dreaming cause this city never sleeps,
And if you think of leaving, New York has your heart for keeps.
Everyday is different, every minute, every hour
So keep your eyes wide open and your heart a blooming flower,
Fearful things may happen, so embrace the darker days,
It’s my muse and it’s my madness, yeah I’m caught in New York’s gaze!
Oh, this is the beginning of a New York week,
And this, my introduction, and my memoir, so to speak,
Be bold and be courageous
Sing your dreams out loud,
Never lose yourself… but go get lost inside that crowd.
© Jo Wallfisch.

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Bebop Spoken Here -- Here, being the north-east of England -- centred in the blues heartland of Newcastle and reaching down to the Tees Delta and looking upwards to the Land of the Kilt.
Not a very original title, I know; not even an accurate one as my taste, whilst centred around the music of Bird and Diz, extends in many directions and I listen to everything from King Oliver to Chick Corea and beyond. Not forgetting the Great American Songbook the contents of which has provided the inspiration for much great jazz and quality popular singing for round about a century.
The idea of this blog is for you to share your thoughts and pass on your comments on discs, gigs, jazz - music in general. If you've been to a gig/concert or heard a CD that knocked you sideways please share your views with us. Tell us about your favourites, your memories, your dislikes.
Lance (Who wishes it to be known that he is not responsible for postings other than his own and that he's not always responsible for them.)
Contact: lanceliddle@gmail.com I look forward to hearing from you.

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