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MUSIC<br />

MUSIC<br />

For <strong>the</strong> follow-up to<br />

Cécile McLorin Salvant’s<br />

breakthrough<br />

WomanChild, she<br />

and producer Al<br />

Pryor had <strong>the</strong> sense<br />

to stick with what already<br />

works: Letting<br />

her strut in front of<br />

pianist Aaron Diehl’s<br />

crisply efficient trio, here including<br />

bassist Paul Sikivic and drummer<br />

Lawrence Lea<strong>the</strong>rs.<br />

Cécile McLorin Salvant<br />

For One to Love<br />

Mack Avenue, 180g 2LP or CD<br />

©Photo by John Abbot<br />

McLorin Salvant pretty much has<br />

it all: A beautiful instrument, sure pitch<br />

and timing, charm, humor, chops,<br />

and taste. Her range easily scales<br />

three octaves, and she’ll change up<br />

her timbre, dynamics, vibrato, and<br />

intonation from one syllable to <strong>the</strong><br />

next—foggy veiled tone to full-bellied<br />

bellow to dying croak—in ways that<br />

make musical sense. She’s a swinger<br />

who brings a great editor’s focus to<br />

<strong>the</strong> meaning of a lyric. McLorin Salvant<br />

is also a curator of obscure old<br />

songs that she’ll come at from odd<br />

angles, clearing your ears for a fresh<br />

appraisal. She seems to have listened<br />

to and learned from everybody. Who<br />

else’s prominent influences include<br />

Bessie Smith, Sarah Vaughan, Blossom<br />

Dearie, and Abbey Lincoln?<br />

The Miami-born singer first<br />

blossomed in France, and sings<br />

one tune here in French— namely,<br />

60s chanteuse (and Jacques<br />

Brel buddy) Barbara’s “Le Mal de<br />

Vivre,” which <strong>the</strong> trio tags with<br />

a lovely, Modern Jazz Quartet-y<br />

baroque ending. McLorin Salvant<br />

stirs in some of that nouvelle<br />

chanson melancholy along with<br />

echoes of classic Broadway balladry<br />

into her five originals on<br />

which <strong>the</strong> singer’s persona is apt<br />

to be chronically lovesick. The<br />

titles—“Look at Me” and “Left<br />

Over”—are tells. But <strong>the</strong> helpless<br />

air is ever undercut by her total<br />

musical control. (When she pops<br />

a p—“Fix your makeup” on “Wives<br />

and Lovers”—it’s on purpose.) The<br />

best and cheeriest of her own fare<br />

comes in <strong>the</strong> form of “Underling,”<br />

distinguished by its leaping ascents<br />

and precarious dips to<br />

port-wine lows.<br />

McLorin Salvant shines most<br />

brightly on <strong>the</strong> borrowed tunes,<br />

spanning 1926 to 1964. She’s<br />

funnier when she gets some<br />

distance from <strong>the</strong> material. The<br />

<strong>the</strong>matic meeting point between<br />

songs old and new is <strong>the</strong> short<br />

and sweet “Stepsisters’ Lament”<br />

from Rodgers and Hammerstein’s<br />

1957 Cinderella: A plain<br />

girl’s complaint, even as she<br />

begrudgingly admits her flashy<br />

rival’s got something. Later on<br />

Bessie Smith’s “What’s <strong>the</strong> Matter<br />

Now”—not a blues, and taken<br />

as a 2/4 stomp—<strong>the</strong> singer addresses<br />

her withholding mate<br />

as if placating a child throwing a<br />

tantrum. Getting <strong>the</strong> tone right is<br />

a high-risk business; that’s what<br />

makes it thrilling. A little earlier (on<br />

<strong>the</strong> line, “Tell me pretty papa did<br />

you break that thing?”) she gets<br />

a little too kewpie cute, but such<br />

missteps are rare.<br />

The band always knows it’s<br />

her show, <strong>the</strong> players holding up<br />

a frame or melting into <strong>the</strong> background.<br />

But <strong>the</strong>y get <strong>the</strong>ir moments<br />

to stretch, as on a long “Something’s<br />

Coming” from that o<strong>the</strong>r<br />

1957 musical, West Side Story.<br />

There, as on “Fog,” <strong>the</strong>y restrain<br />

<strong>the</strong>mselves before kicking into booty<br />

swing time. The tour de force for<br />

all hands is “The Trolley Song” from<br />

1944’s Meet Me in St. Louis, as<br />

McLorin Salvant makes that meetcute<br />

narrative Technicolor-vivid. On<br />

<strong>the</strong> introductory verse, she even<br />

slips in a bar of ersatz Judy Garland,<br />

a showbizzy tip o’ <strong>the</strong> hat so<br />

musty it’s endearing. On this “Trolley”<br />

ride, <strong>the</strong> trio makes frequent<br />

stops and gets up to syncopated<br />

speed on <strong>the</strong> straightaways, till <strong>the</strong>y<br />

all exit on cue on <strong>the</strong> end line “Till<br />

<strong>the</strong> end of <strong>the</strong> line.” And for once<br />

on For One to Love, <strong>the</strong> gal gets<br />

<strong>the</strong> guy. —Kevin Whitehead<br />

104 TONE AUDIO NO.75<br />

November 2015 105

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