Nancy LaMott: Great singer, tragically short life....

[fasstrack]

Anyone here know of her?

She was on the verge of real stardom when she died at only 41 in 1995. It took a while, because that type of singer (not at least ostensibly swinging, though ultimately she does in her way, and sort of whitebread) is not always my cup of tea, but I am in awe of and in love with this lady's artistry. She owned a truly special instrument, just a honeyed voice with perfect control and intonation. And the feeling, especially on ballads....Too beautiful.

The album I've been playing over and over is Nancy LaMott: Come rain or Come Shine (the songs of Johnny Mercer). If you can get through Autumn Leaves (coupled with When October Goes, music by of all people Barry Manilow) without tearing up you're better than I. The first time I heard it on Jonathan Schwartz's show I had to pull off the road. And even then I just lost it.

She is that moving.

Get this CD.

Edited May 19, 2006 by fasstrack

[GA Russell]

She was named Cabaret Artist of the Year in New York in the early 90s. I bought one of her albums, Beautiful Baby.

I remember when she died. I read the obit in the Baltimore Sun while visiting my mother, I guess for Christmas. Her dying wish was to get married, so her boyfriend married her I think in the morning, in the hospital, and she died that afternoon. That's how I remember the story.

Nancy LaMott was about as wholesome as they come, artistically speaking. My sister loves her. It wouldn't hurt your collection if you added one of hers to it, but I don't consider her jazz. She's cabaret.

[fasstrack]

She was named Cabaret Artist of the Year in New York in the early 90s. I bought one of her albums, Beautiful Baby.

I remember when she died. I read the obit in the Baltimore Sun while visiting my mother, I guess for Christmas. Her dying wish was to get married, so her boyfriend married her I think in the morning, in the hospital, and she died that afternoon. That's how I remember the story.

Nancy LaMott was about as wholesome as they come, artistically speaking. My sister loves her. It wouldn't hurt your collection if you added one of hers to it, but I don't consider her jazz. She's cabaret.

She's music.