Here’s another one of those grumpy old man posts. Songs aren’t songs anymore. Hip Hop has killed off the market for new songs that have rhyming lyrics, verses, bridges. Simple epigrammatic expressions of thought, painting a picture or a mood.
And yet some persist. John Pizzarelli is one who still sings them. And he finds new ones to slip into the Songbook when nobody’s looking.
This afternoon I asked Siri to play John Pizzarelli. She came up with a very long playlist that I piped into my stereo. It lifted me out of my depression and helped me to function.
There were a couple of selections that included Daniel Jobim, the son of legend Antonio Carlos “Tom” Jobim who died in 1994. He sounds like his Dad. So cool.
Let’s keep the American Songbook open awhile longer.