Στον κύκλο ακόμα του Steve Coleman, η Cassandra κάνει το πρώτο βήμα προς μια ευρύτερη αναγνωρισιμότητα κυκλοφορώντας ένα άλμπουμ με standards. Κανείς από τους M-Base δε συμμετέχει στην ηχογράφηση του Blue Skies – στη θέση τους ένα εκπληκτικά λειτουργικό σχήμα από μουσικούς του επιπέδου ενός Mulgrew Miller στο πιάνο, ενός Lonnie Plaxico – στο μπάσο και μιας Terri Lyne Carrington στα ντραμς. 📀 📀 Still in Steve Coleman’s circle, Cassandra takes her first step toward wider recognition by releasing an album of standards. None of the M-Base musicians take part in the recording of Blue Skies — instead of them, a remarkably well-functioning group of players at the level of Mulgrew Miller on piano, Lonnie Plaxico on bass, and Terri Lyne Carrington on drums.

00:00 My One And Only Love (Mellin / Wood)
06:01 I’ve Grown Accustomed To His Face (Lerner & Loewe)
11:14 I’m Old Fashioned (Kern / Mercer)

MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE
The very thought of you makes my heart sing
Like an April breeze on the wings of spring,
And you appear in all your splendor,
My one and only love.
The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms
In the hush of night while you’re in my arms.
I feel your lips, so warm and tender,
My one and only love.
The touch of your hand is like heaven,
A heaven that I’ve never known.
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own.
You fill my eager heart with such desire.
Ev’ry kiss you give sets my soul on fire.
I give myself in sweet surrender,
My one and only love.

I’VE GROWN ACCUSTOMED TO HIS FACE
I’ve grown accustomed to his face
It almost makes the day begin
I’ve grown accustomed to the tune
He whistles night and noon
His smiles, his frowns
His ups, his downs
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
I was serenely independent and content before we met
Surely I could always be that way again, and yet
I’ve grown accustomed to his looks
Accustomed to his voice
Accustomed to his face
I’ve grown accustomed to his face
Mm, he almost makes the day begin
I’ve gotten used to hear him say
“Good morning” every day
His joys, his woes
His highs, his lows
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
I’m very grateful he’s a man and so easy to forget
He’s kind of like a habit you can always break, and yet
I’ve grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air
Accustomed to his face

I’M OLD FASHIONED
I’m old fashioned
I love the moonlight
I love those old fashioned things
The sound of rain
Upon a window pane
The starry song that April sings
This year’s fancies
Are passing fancies
But sighing sighs, holding hands
These my heart understands
I’m old fashioned
But I don’t mind it
That’s how I want to be
As long as you agree
To stay old fashioned with me
I’m old fashioned
I love the moonlight
I love those old fashioned things