Showing posts with label Abbey Lincoln. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abbey Lincoln. Show all posts

Monday, August 16, 2010

Abbey Lincoln, RIP

When everything is finished in a world, the people go to look for what the artists leave. It's the only thing that we have really in this world -- is an ability to express ourselves and say, "I was here."
                                                                                                 -- Abbey Lincoln

Thank you, Abbey Lincoln, for your original wonderful music and for inspiring me to learn how to sing "Afro Blue" for my audition for Tiffany Golden's play, "Firstborn."  Abbey Lincoln passed away Sunday at 80 in an apartment in my old neighborhood, Manhattan's Upper West Side. See my blog of December 28, 2009 for more of my Abbey Lincoln appreciation.

"Her vocal style was built around her phrasing, interpretation of the lyrics and emotion, drawing on her acting skills," according to the AP and everyone who copies them.


Born Anna Marie Wooldridge, her father was a handyman. As Gaby Wooldridge, she began singing professionally in 1951 in Honolulu and Los Angeles. Producers at the Moulin Rouge in Hollywood came up with the more exotic name Gaby Lee, and had her dress in feathers and slit dresses. Her manager, the songwriter Bob Russell, devised the name "Abbey Lincoln," after Abraham Lincoln and Westminster Abbey.

NPR's Abbey Lincoln Profile: 

Monday, December 28, 2009

Abbey Lincoln and I

Here I am, the Monday after Christmas, downloading and learning how to sing yet another song. This couldn't be more different from last month's "Ave Maria," as delivered full throttle by the Head Nun in "The House of Blue Leaves." Now, it's Chicago-born Abbey Lincoln's cool jazzy, lady Day-ish sexy "Afro Blue." Music by the Cuban Mongo Santamaria, originally recorded by Ms. Lincoln in 1959.

There was a time in college when my roommate and I would get very silly and I would launch into pseudo 1940's jazz singer mode as she sat, horrified, on her bunk bed, taking it all in. I must channel that for this audition. I have more than a week to learn the song and lyrics.

Good thing? I'm not supposed to be a good singer in this role as the only white woman in an otherwise all African-American play. Funny thing? I'm supposed to think I've got lots of potential. Well, I think I do - as an actress and mimic.

I am calling upon all my musically inclined and connected friends to help on this one.

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