I learned a really cool thing the last time I visited my father, and it was something that confirmed what I remembered remembering when I was a kid.
Now, the memory was very foggy and I didn’t know “who,” but I used to dream over and over about a place with a round stage. I don’t know if the whole stage was round, but there was a curve where I was. There was the color red and great music. That was the extent of the memory.
So on a trip to Jersey last year, I stopped by my Pop’s, we went to dinner and he told me something that brought this memory into better focus. My father told me that he took me to a Herbie Hancock concert when I was about 2 or 3 years old and that I stayed awake during the whole show, remaining at the edge of the stage watching EVERYTHING and (of his account) understood the music.
Gloria Lynne – April in Paris – Written Vernon Duke 1932
from Just in Time Album – 1958
it translate – Aprile a Parigi castagni in fiore tavolate festose sotto gli alberi Aprile a Parigi questa è la sensazione che nessuno potrà mai avere non ho mai conosciuto il fascino della primavera non l’ho mai incontrato faccia a faccia non ho mai saputo che il mio cuore potesse cantare non ho mai perduto un caldo abbraccio se non in Aprile a Parigi da chi posso correre
is seen posing for a portrait in this undated publicity image.
(General Artists Corporation/General Artists Corporation)
Gloria Lynne – The Song Is You
from album The Mellow And Swinging 1960