Cécile McLorin Salvant in Concert

On June 19 my wife and I were privileged to have front-row seats to hear Cécile McLorin Salvant in concert at the McCarter Theatre Center in Princeton, New Jersey. To my raw and jaded ears, Ms. Salvant is the most astonishingly gifted jazz vocalist of not only her generation but of a few other generations besides. Her command and control of her vocal instrument, her choice and execution of repertoire, her diction and range of expression, and her profound and sly intellect made for an unforgettable concert.

Cécile, who is instantly recognizable in her trademark white-framed glasses, knows her way around baroque and classical singing as well as the whole compass of jazz. She countenances even those traditions in twentieth century pop music that make us somewhat uncomfortable in these supposedly enlightened times: she comments on them, plays with them, builds on them, and incorporates them into something new and thrilling.

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Her accompanists, pianist Aaron Diehl, bassist Paul Sikivie, and percussionist Lawrence Leathers, support her with a corresponding brilliance. Diehl is a perfect musical match for Salvant, and effortlessly shifts into almost any style of playing to suit the variety of selections.

June 19 was Father’s Day this year, and we noted a definite subtext almost immediately. The first selection was “Wild Women Never Get the Blues,” with its recommendation of kicking men to the curb if they don’t behave. This was no fluke. As the ninety-minute concert progressed, the audience was treated to the Opposing View: the pain of love, the sorrow of loss, the delight of revenge, the gray tedium of loveless marriage, the crippling restrictions of socially-defined gender roles, and the bitterness of betrayal.

And it was a treat, all of it. Salvant’s setlist in itself was a work of polemical art, and her performance of the material was supreme art. “Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most” was heartbreaking, but “My Man’s Gone Now” (aka “Old Man Sorrow”) from Porgy and Bess devastated us. Salvant, using the whole range of her vocal apparatus and her remarkable ability to act (and singing is acting) killed us. (Mercifully, she then lightened with mood with an excellent, upbeat version of “Sister Kate.”)

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Salvant expresses more rage with a whisper than a heavy metal band with a stack of cranked-up amplifiers. She quietly wrings the full irony out of the lyrics of Burt Bacharach’s “Wives and Lovers” and “So in Love” from Cole Porter’s Kiss Me Kate. (“So taunt me and hurt me/Deceive me, desert me/I’m yours ’til I die. . .”)

Anna Maurrant’s aria “Somehow I Never Could Believe” from Kurt Weill’s opera Street Scene (with lyrics by Langston Hughes), normally delivered with a nod to Puccini, was streamlined and intensified by Salvant. Her version reveals the suffocating despair of a loveless (and interminable) marriage.Cécile McLorin Salvant

Likewise, Cécile performs “The Ballad of the Shape of Things” (a mock-madrigal sung originally by the Kingston Trio), and with a precise and witty parlor accompaniment by Diehl, makes it hers.

She finished with a “spontaneous” request from the audience (which may have been planned), “Guess Who I Saw Today,” and Nancy Wilson’s “Never Will I Marry.” Oh, boy.

As a man I never felt so thoroughly, so relentlessly abused. But I stood on my feet and applauded and hollered with the rest of the packed house. I could not do otherwise. Cécile McLorin Salvant is simply the best ever.

Nauck

Andy Senior is the Publisher of The Syncopated Times and on occasion he still gets out a Radiola! podcast for our listening pleasure.

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