As an aging head banger, in fact seasoned would be a better adjective given that the grey is taking an ever greater hold of said head - a salt and pepper thing is going on, just so you get the drift.
Apologies for digressing by the eighth word of this post, perhaps you can tell that the revelations I will be making shortly are causing me to procrastinate. In fact the preceding sentence was yet more confession avoidance.
So without further ado, well much further ado anyway, I’ll get on with it.
I recently heard a song on the radio called “Liquid Lunch”, liked it a lot, then, as the DJ failed to mention it, did some research to find out who the artist was. It turned out that the song was by Caro Emerald and on the strength of that tune alone; I subsequently bought her CD entitled “The Shocking Miss Emerald”.
Caro Emerald is a jazz singer!
There you are; I have come clean. My DNA helixes, which contain Iron Maiden, Motorhead, Horrorcomic and Bleach Boys chromosomes, should have meant I rejected Miss Emerald without hesitation. Jazz music isn’t a well-represented genre in the Baldwin CD archives.
But hesitate (now a firm theme of this post) I did. And despite this feeling that I have betrayed my rocker roots, I am pleased I did too.
Caro Emerald sings, jazz with, depending upon the song, a nineteen twenties/thirties feel; delivered in a style that has a slight suggestion of Lily Allen. It shouldn’t work for me but it does.
Top tunes, aside from “Liquid Lunch”, include “Pack up the Louie”, “Coming Back as a Man” and “The Maestro”.
I shared my guilty pleasure with the delightful Mrs Baldwin and it turns out she likes the CD too – in fact it’s in her car right now. That, believe me, is an unusual turn of events – her capacity for my heavy metal and punk music is decidedly limited.
So to wrap (not rap I hasten to add, there are still musical limits to which I won’t stretch), my horizons have been expanded; jazz has its place and that Miss Emerald really is shocking!
Blog Home
Blog Library
Home
Apologies for digressing by the eighth word of this post, perhaps you can tell that the revelations I will be making shortly are causing me to procrastinate. In fact the preceding sentence was yet more confession avoidance.
So without further ado, well much further ado anyway, I’ll get on with it.
I recently heard a song on the radio called “Liquid Lunch”, liked it a lot, then, as the DJ failed to mention it, did some research to find out who the artist was. It turned out that the song was by Caro Emerald and on the strength of that tune alone; I subsequently bought her CD entitled “The Shocking Miss Emerald”.
Caro Emerald is a jazz singer!
There you are; I have come clean. My DNA helixes, which contain Iron Maiden, Motorhead, Horrorcomic and Bleach Boys chromosomes, should have meant I rejected Miss Emerald without hesitation. Jazz music isn’t a well-represented genre in the Baldwin CD archives.
But hesitate (now a firm theme of this post) I did. And despite this feeling that I have betrayed my rocker roots, I am pleased I did too.
Caro Emerald sings, jazz with, depending upon the song, a nineteen twenties/thirties feel; delivered in a style that has a slight suggestion of Lily Allen. It shouldn’t work for me but it does.
Top tunes, aside from “Liquid Lunch”, include “Pack up the Louie”, “Coming Back as a Man” and “The Maestro”.
I shared my guilty pleasure with the delightful Mrs Baldwin and it turns out she likes the CD too – in fact it’s in her car right now. That, believe me, is an unusual turn of events – her capacity for my heavy metal and punk music is decidedly limited.
So to wrap (not rap I hasten to add, there are still musical limits to which I won’t stretch), my horizons have been expanded; jazz has its place and that Miss Emerald really is shocking!
Blog Home
Blog Library
Home
RSS Feed
