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He also has a physical house in Paris, a place of nostalgia for those who dream more than reality: New Jersey's Melody Gardot breathes more French flair than usual for American jazz singers. In 2012, Gardot is even ennobled by Juliette Greco, the Great Lady of Song, icon of existentialism: the train crew is allowed to record duet "Under the bridges of Paris".
Also the reminder of this beautiful evening at the Opera "The song of old lovers" was a tribute to the French writing, although the text writer Jacques Brel was originally from Belgium. Gardot dared to mutter the melodies at the last wander, and that 's the whispered aesthetics. With delicate gestures, she puts herself in the posture of a long-time wife: the song is written from a male perspective and tells the many wars in a long-term relationship. Lovers he tolerated, in times when his desire was withdrawing. Miraculously, we nevertheless remained together: "Corn, my love, my sweet, my tender, my wonderful love, from the clear dawn until the end of the day, I still love you, you know I love you. Old love keeps dawn in the evening hours. Gardot interpreted as intimately as possible this noble and noble song, for which this kind of compromising relationship is a miracle that makes him a little stunned. "In the end, we both needed a lot of talent to grow up without growing up," Brels concludes.
What a song! What party! It started with a very pressing "rain": on hot days, it's easy to want fresh showers and autumn winds chasing clouds in the sky. Naturally, a clandestine lover hides behind the metaphors of nature. "The aliens were not afraid to look into each other's eyes." The French string quartet, a podium higher than the singer's position, commented on this interpersonal moment of hiding by knowing minor stunts. The weather now seemed to crumble in small bursts.
No more on the ground
Gone are the days when Gardot had to help with swinging from piano to guitar with a stick. The serious vertebral injuries that she suffered in an accident 15 years ago were overcome. Her new positive body feeling is also reflected in the rework of her latest album "Live in Europe": You can only see her wearing a guitar. Her photosensitivity might have stayed: in the opera she was wearing black glbades. Dreamy, she was floating on the stage, whispering something to her musicians or just changing places. His personal vocal style has surmounted all genre boundaries: in his jazz ballad flow, Chanson and since their excellent album sung mainly Portuguese "The Absence" Fado and Brazil effortlessly in the other. From this album she brought "So Long", a farewell song, which has little consolation for the Forsaken: "I'm leaving, goodbye, so long!" Is the last message to the lover suddenly ended.
She celebrated the delicate pain of love in many songs this evening. But sometimes she was just crazy. As in "If the Stars Were Mine" and "The Stars", where she revered the stars in two languages. Melody Gardot has never been seen and heard in Vienna so relaxed. She struggled with silence, but also with the bad singing techniques of her fans. Ovations standing
("Die Presse", printed edition, 06.07.2018)
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