Τρεις μεγάλες γυναικείες φωνές, σε ισάριθμα classics – ξεκινώντας με το ‘Brother, Where Are You?’, τραγούδι που έδωσε το στίγμα της Abbey Lincoln σε μια περίοδο κοινωνικών αναστατώσεων. Στη συνέχεια δυο jazz standards : ‘Βeautiful Love‘ και ‘Ev’ry Time We Say Goodbye‘, από τη Βασίλισσα του Cool Anita O’Day και …την βασίλισσα Ella Fitzgerald αντίστοιχα. 🟡 🟡 Three great female voices, on three outstanding classics — starting with ‘Brother, Where Are You?’ the song which gave Abbey Lincoln her defining statement during a time of social upheaval. Followed by two jazz standards: ‘Beautiful Love‘ and ‘Ev’ry Time We Say Goodbye‘ by the Queen of Cool, Anita O’Day, and …the Queen Ella Fitzgerald, respectively.

00:00 Brother, Where Are You? 03:07 Beautiful Love 05:46 Ev’ry Time We Say Goodbye

BROTHER, WHERE ARE YOU? (Oscar Brown Jr.) 1959
A young boy walked down a city street
And hope was in his eyes
As he searched the faces of the people he’d meet
For a look that was kind and wise
Brother, where are you?
Brother, where are you?
Somebody tell me
Brother, where are you?
He asked the rich man in his limousine
And the poor man on the street
He asked the man with the smiling face
And the one whose smile had ceased
Brother, where are you?
Brother, where are you?
Somebody tell me
Brother, where are you?
He looked in the churches, he looked in the bars
He looked in the streets and the parks
But nowhere could he find that special one
Who would answer with a spark
Brother, where are you?
Brother, where are you?
Somebody tell me
Brother, where are you?

BEAUTIFUL LOVE (Victor Young, Wayne King, Egbert Van Alstyne / Haven Gillespie) 1956
Beautiful love, you’ve come to me
I only hope that you will stay
For I have waited patiently
For someone just like you, they say
Beautiful love, I’ve searched for you
In every dream, in every star
Now that I’ve found you, I’ll be true
My beautiful, beautiful love
Beautiful love, you are so dear
You make my life complete
With you beside me, I have no fear
My beautiful love, so sweet

EV’RY TIME WE SAY GOODBYE (Cole Porter) 1956
Every time we say goodbye
I die a little
Every time we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the gods above me
Who must be in the know
Think so little of me
They allow you to go
When you’re near
There’s such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere
Begin to sing about it
There’s no love song finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye