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I first listened to Wild For You when this blog was new.
And, as much as I admired Ms. Allyson's voice, I wasn't wildly
enthusiastic about the album. Applying a jazz sensibility to 70s pop
songs sounds more interesting than it... er... sounds, if you
know what I mean. I'm oversimplifying, but some of the jazzifying
technique involves taking a song that follows the beat precisely and
loosening it up, slowing down and speeding up the vocals at odd
moments. I could hear myself saying "C'mon already!" with all the
impatience of which I'm capable. (I bore easily.)
I still have that issue, giving it another listen a year or so later.
Some tracks continue to annoy me, especially an almost glacially slow
Sorry
Seems to Be the Hardest Word. ("What have I got to do to
make you love me?" "You could start by picking up the
pace!") But I'm warming to the rest of the album, especially
her versions of Joni Mitchell's
All
I Want and Roberta Flack's
Feel
Like Makin' Love. Maybe I'm able to focus more on style
and warmth this time around, both of which are on display here. Or
maybe I'm just slowing down myself.
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