Bucky Pizzarelli knows how to do it. He can quiet a crowd and hold their attention — magically make us spellbound as he sweetly makes his way through music full of light and shade. He did this once again at the Atlanta Jazz Party, all by himself, with a set that was simultaneously a work of art and the sort of thing our Mister Bucky does quite naturally. Listen, watch (his facial expressions show that creating such high art is never easy), and be moved.
A sweet DARN THAT DREAM, more light-hearted than exasperated:
Harold Arlen’s lovely melodies, mixing memory, regret, and hope (LAST NIGHT WHEN WE WERE YOUNG / OUT OF THIS WORLD / A SLEEPIN’ BEE):
I didn’t know the title or origin of this song, but thanks to Song Sleuth Rebecca Kilgore (also a charter Friend of Melody and of Bucky) I now do — TRES PALABRAS, sung so passionately by the late Javier Solis:
Something for Bix and Bill Challis, IN A MIST:
Remarkable, no? Great Romantic music accomplished with such feeling and skill.
May your happiness increase.