I've picked out ten and it wasn't easy, each one seemed to hold a special memory some of which I'll reveal and some of which I won't. I've listed them in alphabetical order which means that number one isn't better, or worse than number ten.
The bridegroom turned out to be a jazz fan and after the reception he introduced me to the above album. This was a very appropriate choice as this wasn't a beer-swilling do but Pyms and Pernods were the order of the day. Before the Pyms took over my brain I realised that Miss (Ms had yet to be invented) Christy was something special. The fact that she sang marginally off key, strange as it may seem, only added to her appeal.
Cycling back to Tyneside I recall singing the title track with every turn of the pedal. Not long after, I was in Wallsend and there it was, in the window of a small record shop and in their sale. Needless to say, I splashed the cash!
Many years later, circa 1982/3, I heard June live at the North Sea Jazz Festival. Her best years had gone and, instead of being the moment I'd longed for, it left me feeling very sad.
Lance
2 comments :
Hi Lance
I've just read your comment and hadn't heard this song by June Christy. What a great song and voice - just keep playing this and forget about seeing her live!!
Jen
It's one of the great all-time vocal albums - it was just so far ahead of its time. Pleased you like it Jen.
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