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Hace 4 días · El color de una voz. Cantaba la descomunal Ella Fitzgerald en This Could Be The Start Of Something Big sobre lo que implica el hecho de darnos una nueva oportunidad para sobrellevar eso del amor ...
Hace 1 día · Distilled into 200 pages, Becoming Ella Fitzgerald could have been as captivating as the Song Book s it celebrates. As it stands, it's as sporadic and uneven as the average tribute album. Becoming ...
Hace 5 días · Ella Fitzgerald’s rendition of “Two Little Men in a Flying Saucer” is a perfect example of this. Released in April 1957 as part of her album “Pure Ella,” the song takes us on a whimsical journey through the eyes of two extraterrestrial visitors.
- Devin Hicks
- Ella Fitzgerald
- Pure Ella
- April 1957
Hace 1 día · Judith Tick's book "Becoming Ella Fitzgerald" explores the life and legacy of the legendary jazz singer, delving into her artistry, personality, and experiences as a black female performer in the mid-20th century. The book provides a comprehensive account of Fitzgerald's career, from her breakthrough years to international superstardom, and sheds light on her inner life and personal experiences.
Hace 2 días · Following her success at the Mocambo, Fitzgerald got other jobs at big venues and also returned to the Mocambo. Yet not every location treated her equally due to the color of her skin, some expected her to enter through a side door or back entrance rather than the front. When Monroe became aware of this, she again supported her friend.
Hace 4 días · Ella Fitzgerald, “Mack the Knife.” Ella in Berlin: Mack the Knife, 1960. If ninety-nine out of a hundred singers didn’t know the last two-three verses of a song, they’d be too smart or too scared to sing it live. Ella makes a joke of it, and what’s more, it’s the most amazing part of the song.
Hace 5 días · Temprano levantó la muerte el vuelo, temprano madrugó la madrugada, temprano estás rodando por el suelo. No perdono a la muerte enamorada, no perdono a la vida desatenta, no perdono a la tierra ni a la nada. En mis manos levanto una tormenta de piedras, rayos y hachas estridentes. sedienta de catástrofes y hambrienta.
