Five albums long, the American musician, sound unbearably whiny. On “Day Breaks” gets the music of Norah Jones at last the Soul it deserves.
You should have went to begin with a small, spiteful anecdote to illustrate why Norah Jones, although since almost fifteen years as successful as Adele, but at the same time to many – and not only jazz listeners – all the years pretty much on the nerves. What gives then, in consequence of the message of more weight that your is managed with a “Day Breaks” (Blue Note) a really good Album. And not just because she has returned to her roots in Jazz.
The story plays on a summer evening in New York. Norah Jones was a music festival, with which many city parks to compete in the warm months, visitors of the headliners of the Evening. Right in front of her Robbie Williams. This of course was not entirely fair by the organizers or just stupid, because Robbie Williams completed his performances with the high pressure of a Las Vegas Entertainer and the audience leaves you in a euphoric state of Exhaustion, against whom no one has Aden a Chance, and certainly not a singer with a jazzy folk ball. But because in America hardly anyone has heard of Robbie Williams, he groups up with a pre-position. What led some of the “Young Americans” in the audience who had asked the question, just one and a half hours of excited, why you had heard of this British world star never, looked surprised after two verses of Norah Jones, and remarked dryly: “As I get ready, to slit my wrist.”
That sounds bad, as it was meant to be (in American big cities, the sound is also in the mannered stands a little rougher than in Europe), brings the Problem with Norah Jones, but to the point.
This Rehäugigkeit, the Norah Jones also staged on your images, is a Problem
When re-listening to your work from five albums and a couple of community projects you notice the first time, what a consistently good songwriter and musician she is. If you listen carefully, transported the Tradition of “Torch Songs” in the present, those lamentations of disappointed love, Dinah made Washington, Judy Garland and Barbra Streisand. Jones reduced the large Gestures with the orchestra on those minimalism, the organs shut down the dimmed Gospel, defensive, drums, and guitars with a Country felling for those timelessness of good taste, which should allow it to be pop music older.
So far, So good, were it not for Norah Jones’ – no, it’s not even her voice. It was always this emotional default setting, the cast singing a melancholy, which is actually far below their potential. This was not just the fervent desperation of the Torch song, the summons, for example, Adele so furiously up. And it was not the Blues that can bring the minimalism of the Erwachsenenpop to Glow and Blaze.
rather, It was this Rehäugigkeit, the Norah Jones on your press photos staged, this mixture of humility, sighs and feigned innocence, their music at its core is a wine rule of law, imposing, very much smaller than your Songs and your Talent. You want to Bang her while Listening to the previous albums, the sweetheart Sheryl Sandberg’s “Lean In” or otherwise of any one of these empowerment books on the piano lid, which is that women should not let their voice so submissive mess, or at the end of the sentence slip away.
of course, lies in the criticism of your Säuseligkeit a similar unpleasant chauvinism, as in the Whining conservative jazz listener, there’s a young folk singer possessed the audacity to save their venerable Blue Note Label, because you made it with all five albums in America and Germany in the first three chart positions.
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