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Jeudi This nimble trio extracts more richness, depth and emotion from these standards than most larger bands could ever hope to. Their music is beautiful, intimate, haunting and evocative of distant places and distant times. Savor this music as you would a fine wine. Favorite track: Golden Hour.
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1.
You had plenty money, 1922 You let other women make a fool of you Why don't you do right, like some other men do? Get out of here, get me some money too You're sittin' down and wonderin' what it's all about You ain't got no money, they will put you out Why don't you do right, like some other men do? Get out of here, get me some money too If you had prepared 20 years ago You wouldn't be a-wanderin' now from door to door Why don't you do right, like some other men do? Get out of here, get me some money too I fell for your jivin' and I took you in Now all you got to offer me's a drink of gin Why don't you do right, like some other men do? Get out of here, get me some money too Get out of here, get me some money too Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
2.
You're just too marvelous, too marvelous for words Like glorious, glamorous, and that old standby amorous It's all too wonderful, I'll never find the words That say enough, tell enough, I mean they just aren't swell enough You're much, too much, and just too "very very" To ever be in Webster's Dictionary And so I'm borrowing a love song from the birds To tell you that you're marvelous, too marvelous for words You're much too much, and just too "very very" To ever be in Webster's Dictionary And so I'm borrowing a love song from the birds To tell you that you're marvelous, too marvelous for words
3.
Des yeux qui font baisser les miens Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voilà le portrait sans retouches De l'homme auquel j'appartiens Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas Je vois la vie en rose Il me dit des mots d'amour Des mots de tous les jours Et ça me fait quelque chose Il est entré dans mon cœur Une part de bonheur Dont je connais la cause C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie Et dès que je l'aperçois Alors je sens en moi, mon cœur qui bat Hold me close and hold me fast The magic spell you cast This is la vie en rose When you kiss me, Heaven sighs And though I close my eyes I see la vie en rose When you press me to your heart I'm in a world apart A world where roses bloom And when you speak Angels sing from above Every day words Seem to turn into love songs Give your heart and soul to me And life will always be La vie en rose
4.
Golden Hour 05:49
why is the sunlight sweetest just before it’s gone? —all gold and warm and mournful— maybe she’s a teasing mistress withholding herself till dawn —treating love like she’s immortal. but she just can’t go on being something that she’s not —can’t light the way for always— just like the first flower given is always the first to rot —dearest allies are the ones who evade. and while i know that western sunset holds hope for far more than a few when she dips below the surface, i fear she’s gone just like you. it’s hard to keep a promise you don’t know that you’ve made —those that come and go in silence— the harder we try to fall the slower we are to sleep —while the warm gold fades to twilight. and while i know that western sunset holds hope for far more than a few when she dips below the surface, i fear she’s gone just like you. why is the sunlight sweetest just before it’s gone? —all gold and warm and mournful— maybe she’s a teasing mistress withholding herself till dawn —treating love like she’s immortal. and while i know that western sunset holds hope for far more than a few when she dips below the surface, i fear she’s gone just like you. she’s gone forever just like you.
5.
Dans tes grands yeux noirs Je me suis perdu J'attends un regard Le cœur suspendu Je t'aime tellement fort Toi qui me fais si peur... Est-ce un mauvais sort, Ou la mauvaise heure? Et autour de nous Chantent les tziganes Tout le monde s'en fout S'enivre au champagne! Dans tes beaux yeux noirs Je sombre, mon amour Et mon désespoir, À leur chant est sourd! Je perds la raison À chercher tes bras Brûlant de passion Viens, embrasse moi! De tes grands yeux noirs L'étrange lumière À nimbé le soir De tous les mystères! Je suis fou de toi, Ma belle aux yeux noirs Même si je ne sais pas Où va notre histoire...? C'est pour ma passion Les yeux noirs que j'ai Fait cette chanson Otchi Tchernye!

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released April 2, 2021

Paige Herschell - Vocals, Kazoo
Jenna Colombet - Vocals, Violin
Dani Vargas - Guitar
Album Art by Joel Vargas
Recorded at The Artist District Studio in Los Angeles, CA
Mixed and engineered by Dani Vargas

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San Lyon Los Angeles, California

We are a Swing Jazz quartet based in Los Angeles, Ca. And have been playing together since 2019. We specialize in jazz music from the early 20th century as well as original vintage sounding songs. Paige Herschell on vocals, melodica & kazoo, Jenna Colombet on violin and vocals, Katie Cavera on Bass, vocals, banjo and Dani Vargas on guitar. ... more

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