“You’ll never guess who.”
It’s much too early for Santa, and it’s not Emily Brown from “Miss Brown to You,” but someone real — the wonderful singer Dawn Lambeth, making another rare visit to this coast. Dawn and her husband Marc Caparone (a brilliant trumpeter) make their home in California, and work most often with their own Usonia Jazz Band or with the Reynolds Brothers Rhythm Rascals. So it’s a delight to have Dawn back again for a flying tri-state visit, singing with her friends, the Boilermaker Jazz Band. Details below:
Wednesday April 22nd, 8 PM, Newark Museum Centennial
49 Washington St., Newark, New Jersey
This is a dance party, celebrating the museum’s hendredth anniversary, so be ready to cut a rug. More info at www.newarkmuseum.org.
Friday April 24th, 9 PM, High Street Ballroom
310 East High St., Pottstown, Pennsylvania
8 pm: Dance Lesson. 9 PM: Boilermaker Jazz Band plays for dancing! This cozy ballroom is just a short drive from Phiadelphia. More info at www.swingkat.com.
Saturday April 25th, 8 PM, Wesleyan University
Beckham Hall, 45 Wyllys Ave., Middletown, Connecticut
7 PM: Dance Lesson. 8-11 PM, Boilermaker Jazz Band plays for dancing. Their first time in the Hartford area- make them feel welcome! More info at www.vinniesjumpandjive.com.
Sunday April 26th, 8 PM, New York Swing Dance Society
St. Jean’s Church, 76th and Lexington, New York City
If Dawn’s lovely singing is new to you, check out her CDs — MIDNIGHT BLUE and LET’S GET LOST. She has a warm, comfortable way with a melody, delivering it lightly and conversationally in the manner of Maxine Sullivan, and she can improvise without thrusting herself into the limelight. Even better, she knows what the lyrics mean. Her recordings and live performances are happy evocations of the small-group swing records of the Thirties and Forties, and she sounds like herself — no tortured meowing in the style of Billie. Don’t miss her!
(I heard a rumor that Dawn will pay a visit to Sofia’s Restaurant this Monday to hear Vince Giordano and the Nighthawks. Who knows what could happen? We can only imagine. . . . . )