Jazz Singer, I
Ms Blossom Dearie
Said to me:
“I never listen to the words,
I think about the harmony.”
That’s me!
In a nutshell, that is me:
The chords, the voicings all I hear.
They read to me,
Lead me to
A what? The song.
Short or long.
What sort of singer I,
Whose musicality is tuned
To improvising on the ‘changes’,
Not concerned at all with words
But rearranging melodies on chords
As if she were a horn.
What’s wrong?
Nothing! As
She is a singer of Le Jazz.
Just that.
Jazz Singer, I 10.23.2021 Vaguely About Musc; Arlene Nover Corwin
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