New York, New York is the kind of album that Liza Minnelli would excel at because it leaned into her old-fashioned tendencies instead of turning away from them.
Bob Dylan’s 1966 song, “Visions of Johanna”, stirred Germaine Greer, Greil Marcus, and other notable critics to argue the song’s meaning and influences. Who is right?
Sinatra at The Sands is my favorite Frank Sinatra performance – cocky, charming but not oily, warm but not soppy. Each listen lays bare the sheer “cuckoo calculation” of it all.
When Judy Garland went into the studio to record Alone, she moved away from shellacked showbiz happy talk to record a sad, wistful, and lonely masterpiece.
This is the tale of Patsy Cline’s Greatest Hits, which is probably the only 10-plus million-selling album that never reached the Billboard 200.
Judy Garland’s Judy at Carnegie Hall possesses an emotional range and heft that remains potent over half a century after its release.
Quarantined at home, Raul Malo released videos of some of his favorite songs, playing solo and inviting guests to form the Malo Family Band for Quarantunes.
Despite a global pandemic and a year of difficult unrest, Pink Martini's China Forbes soldiers on with her band's sharp eye for optimism and a newfound life mission.
Johnny Nash, part rock era crooner, part Motown, and part reggae, was too polite for the more militant wing of the Civil Rights movement, but he also suffered at the hands of a racist music industry that wouldn't market him as a Black heartthrob. Through it all he was himself, as he continuously refused to "remember his place".