Aimee Allen's debut album provides a generous helping of eleven tunes from the Great American Songbook. The artist, who possesses a bright voice with a good range, takes the opportunity to mix in some bossa nova, as well as the French lyric for "Autumn Leaves," including the rarely heard verse.
While still a student at Yale University, Allen took an active interest in performing with two a cappella groups which specialized in a jazz repetoire. After her graduation, she lived and performed regularly in Paris. The singer's interest in both French music and bossa nova led to the formation of Les Bossa Novices.
Allen shows a fine ability to communicate with a ballad, which she does on the Ellington/Strayhorn classic "Daydream" and Arthur Hamilton's "Cry Me A River," where she's effectively accompanied by guitarist Richard Padron. The other members of her ensemble include pianists Dave Cook or Toru Dodo, bassist Ben Campbell and drummer Brian Woodruff.
Allen's a real affinity for the music of Brazil comes through on her two ventures into the genre (Luis Bonfa's "Manha de Carneval/Black Orpheus" and Jobim's "Triste" are the high points of the album). What was most surprising to me was the addition of an original, "Solitude Blues," where she seems to lighten up a bit, perhaps because she feels more comfortable in that setting.
Track Listing: My Favorite Things; Manha de Carnival/Black Orpheus; Daydream; Cry Me a River; Nature Boy;
Les Feuilles Mortes/Autumn Leaves; Honeysuckle rose; You Stepped Out of a Dream; Triste;
Here's That Rainy Day; Solitude Blues.
Personnel: Aimee Allen: vocals; Dave Cook: piano; Toru Dodo: piano; Richard Padron: guitar (4); Brian
Woodruff: drums; Ben Campbell: bass.
The best show I ever attended was the Zawinul Syndicate at the Blue Note in 1997. Being the youngest kids in the room, the host put us right in front of the band. The afro-beat electric set blew the roof off the building, an unforgettable sound
The best show I ever attended was the Zawinul Syndicate at the Blue Note in 1997. Being the youngest kids in the room, the host put us right in front of the band. The afro-beat electric set blew the roof off the building, an unforgettable sound. After, my girlfriend and I just sauntered up the stairs to the green room to meet the
band. I posed for a picture with Joe, after talking a little bit about boxing and how to stay healthy while the other guys in the band tore through a bucket of fried