I saw Melody Gardot live at The Voodoo Lounge early last year and was instantly a fan. Buying her debut album from the lady herself I was a touch disappointed on getting home. In truth it was no more than so so, although the title track sneaked into my best of 2008 b sides compilation.
So you could have knocked me over with a feather on hearing her second outing.
Bugger me, this has come on in so many leaps and bounds as to put Bambi in the shade. I’ll go as far as to say that this will unquestionably, come Christmas, be in the running for my album of the year.
Smooth, smoky, sexy, coooool, loungey Jazz with a perfect voice and a mood that I haven’t heard in a long time.
OK it’s easy to make comparisons with Norah Jones, but I’d err more towards Camille. In truth she is her own thing but certainly from the torch singing Jazz classic side of the tracks.
It is a wonderful record. Get out there now and buy it. Then you too can claim to have spotted one of the next superstars in their ascendancy.