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Best YouTube comment thread evah
For Take Five, by the Dave Brubeck Quartet. (Note the number of thumbs up)
I would totally have been a hepcat in those days, if there was such a thing as a dyke hepcat. Alas, I think I would have had to be have been the arty type wearing a beret and smoking cigarettes in a holder. Not sure if I could have carried that one off.
Here's Anita O'Day singing Sweet Georgia Brown from Jazz On a Summer's Day. Love the outfits, most definitely including Miss O'Day's.
Ella doing Summertime. There really are no words, other than OMFG.
Dakota Staton with Willow Weep for Me. Alas, not a real clip, but I can't leave her out of a discussion on jazz.
I'm not a huge fan of Nina Simone in general, but some of her tracks just make the hair stand up on the back of your head, like I Put a Spell on You. And who doesn't like My Baby Just Cares for Me or Black is the Colour of My True Love's Hair.
In other non-news, I made myself a roast chicken as a treat last night - I haven't cooked one myself for years, and meat thermometers really do make it brainless. Also, I make the best fucking gravy, if I do say so myself - I've never used a packet and I never will. Also, lunchtime BLTs made with happy pig bacns and afghan plum chutney (which I am still eking out) are just fab.
Om nom nom nom.
I would totally have been a hepcat in those days, if there was such a thing as a dyke hepcat. Alas, I think I would have had to be have been the arty type wearing a beret and smoking cigarettes in a holder. Not sure if I could have carried that one off.
Here's Anita O'Day singing Sweet Georgia Brown from Jazz On a Summer's Day. Love the outfits, most definitely including Miss O'Day's.
Ella doing Summertime. There really are no words, other than OMFG.
Dakota Staton with Willow Weep for Me. Alas, not a real clip, but I can't leave her out of a discussion on jazz.
I'm not a huge fan of Nina Simone in general, but some of her tracks just make the hair stand up on the back of your head, like I Put a Spell on You. And who doesn't like My Baby Just Cares for Me or Black is the Colour of My True Love's Hair.
In other non-news, I made myself a roast chicken as a treat last night - I haven't cooked one myself for years, and meat thermometers really do make it brainless. Also, I make the best fucking gravy, if I do say so myself - I've never used a packet and I never will. Also, lunchtime BLTs made with happy pig bacns and afghan plum chutney (which I am still eking out) are just fab.
Om nom nom nom.