Joanna Pascale - Through My Eyes

Styles: Vocal
Year: 2008
File: MP3@320K/s
Time: 59:09
Size: 136,9 MB
Art: Front

(5:01)  1. Wouldn't It Be Loverly
(7:27)  2. The Night Has a Thousand Eyes
(6:14)  3. Easy To Love
(6:40)  4. Blue Gardenia
(5:43)  5. Our Day Will Come
(5:45)  6. I Hadn't Anyone Till You
(6:24)  7. P.S. I Love You
(5:01)  8. You Turned The Tables On Me
(4:56)  9. Something Wonderful
(5:52) 10. When I Grow Too Old To Dream

Philadelphia native Joanna Pascale ably represents her soulful hometown on Through My Eyes, demonstrating why she's a favorite of some of the city's finest musicians, including preeminent drummer Mickey Roker an expert on swing if there ever was one. Pascale has obviously done her homework, and spent some quality time in the woodshed. Sidestepping what could be another tired retread of the Great American Songbook by yet another generic vocalist, Pascale shows she's got the taste and skills to pull off a pleasantly relaxed set of standards. The vocalist purrs her way through "Wouldn't It Be Loverly" with languid, far-behind-the-beat phrasing, while pianist Andrew Adair serves up the blues flavor to match. Saxophonist Tim Warfield makes an excellent complimentary melodic foil to the bell-like clarity of Pascale's pitch, and the whole band's airy accompaniment expertly cushions the singer's sassy delivery. Elsewhere, she demonstrates rhythmic authority and playfulness on "Easy to Love," stretching syllables for dramatic and ear-catching effect. Ballads like "Blue Gardenia" are particularly pleasant, as Pascale invests the lyrics with real warmth and longing melancholy. Her casual, almost blasé delivery of "P.S. I Love You" is reminiscent of Shirley Horn's signature breathy floatation over a molasses-like tempo. And Pascale's ability to tell a story is evident on "Something Wonderful," where the clarity of the lyrics is put on center stage, with a dramatic intro spotlighting the duo of Pascale and bassist Madison Rast.

Some tunes, such as "The Night Has a Thousand Eyes," sound perfectly competent yet somewhat drowsy and anonymous beneath an over-polished gloss, requiring something more nakedly emotional. The impression is one of solid craftsmanship, but without the chance-taking (and therefore sometimes pleasingly ragged-sounding) risk and highly personal imprints that are at the heart of great jazz performances.

Nonetheless, the band sounds fresh and well-rehearsed as it stretches the tunes towards the 5-7-minute mark. Whether interpreting a variation on Ahmad Jamal's "Poinciana" beat ("Our Day Will Come"), churning out a Latin groove ("I Hadn't Anyone Till You"), or just digging deep and swinging hard in the pocket ("You Turned the Tables on Me," "When I Grow Too Old to Dream"), it's the group's subtle and seasoned interplay that gives Pascale the backing she needs to do her thing. Special mention also goes to the top-notch recording quality, which is clear, well-rounded and full-bodied. Pascale appears to be at the start of a journey that is well worth keeping an ear on. In the meantime, she's representing her native City of Brotherly Love with class, grace and swing. ~ Greg Camphire  http://www.allaboutjazz.com/through-my-eyes-joanna-pascale-stiletto-records-review-by-greg-camphire.php

Personnel: Joanna Pascale: vocals; Tim Warfield: saxophone; Andrew Adair: piano; Madison Rast: bass; Dan Monaghan: drums.

Through My Eyes

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Joanna Pascale - Wildflower

Size: 147,2 MB
Time: 61:35
File: MP3 @ 320K/s
Released: 2015
Styles: Jazz Vocals
Art: Front

01. Forget Me (6:14)
02. Lament (4:14)
03. Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow (5:50)
04. Stay With Me (4:48)
05. Do It Again (8:14)
06. Wildflower (4:16)
07. Overjoyed (5:58)
08. I Wanna Be Loved (6:46)
09. Drown In My Own Tears (6:24)
10. I Remember You (4:56)
11. I'm Confessin' (That I Love You) (3:49)

Whether referring to the lesser-known repertoire to which she’s drawn or to the singer herself, nurtured in the concrete jungle of her native Philadelphia, Wildflower is the ideal title for Pascale’s captivating new album. Supported by an excellent band led by the session’s producer, pianist Orrin Evans, and a host of special guests including Christian McBride, Kurt Rosenwinkel, Gregoire Maret, Bilal, and Cyrus Chestnut, Pascale finally comes into full bloom, a wildflower whose beauty is emerging into the sunlight.

The recording of Wildflower coincided with the end of Pascale’s decade-long engagement at the Loews Philadelphia Hotel, which allowed her to hone her voice, style, and vast repertoire. But leaving that long-running gig also provided a newfound freedom to follow a more personal path, which she embraces on her fourth album. Each song on Wildflower is one with which Pascale feels a deep emotional connection, which shines through in the passionate feeling she conveys to the listener. “If I don't connect with a lyric, I can’t sing the song,” she says. “I love to dig into the words and find all the different shades, the stories within the story, and then try to interpret that.”

But equally important for her approach to breathing life into this material is Pascale’s interaction with her musicians. “For me,” she says, “it's the space between the words that tells the story. I love that these musicians allowed so much space for me to paint these pictures. It allowed me to get very intimate with the phrasing of the lyrics. The fun in storytelling is finding a way of phrasing so that the listener connects to your intention and all the ways you feel the subtle shades of the emotions in the story.”

Propelled by the deep, sinuous groove laid down by Evans, McBride, and drummer Donald Edwards, “Forget Me” immediately establishes that connection via Pascale’s intimate, impassioned delivery. It’s followed by the tender J.J. Johnson ballad “Lament,” featuring an original lyric penned for Pascale by Tony Haywood, which features Edwards and bassist Luques Curtis. Most of the album features bassist Vicente Archer and drummer Obed Calvaire, who luxuriate in creating space while maintaining momentum on tracks like “I Remember You” and “Stay With Me.”

Wildflower

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