by Lo JAY & Serge Moulinier Trio

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No gal made has got a shade On sweet Georgia brown, Two left feet, but oh, so neat, Has sweet Georgia brown! They all sigh, and want to die, For sweet Georgia brown! I'll tell you just why, You know I don't lie, not much: It's been said she knocks 'em dead, When she lands in town! Since she came, why it's a shame, How she cools them down! Fellas she can't get Are fellas she ain't met! Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown
I was dancin' with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend I happened to see I introduced her to my loved one And while they were dancin' My friend stole my sweetheart from me. I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darlin' the night they were playing The beautiful Tennessee Waltz. I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darlin' the night they were playing The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
What is this thing called love This funny thing called love Who can solve its mystery why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away Thats why I ask the lord in heaven above What is this thing called love?
Ev'ry honeybee.... fills with jealousy When they see you out with me I don't blame them....goodness knows Honeysuckle Rose When you're passin' by....flowers drop and sigh And I know the reason why You're much sweeter....goodness knows Honeysuckle Rose Don't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it up When I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips You're confection.....goodness knows Honeysuckle Rose. On the avenue... People look at you And I know just what they do I don't blame'em goodness knows Honeysuckle Rose
Love for sale, Appetising young love for sale. Love that's fresh and still unspoiled, Love that's only slightly soiled, Love for sale. Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply? Who's prepared to pay the price, For a trip to paradise? Love for sale Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way, I know every type of love Better far than they. If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love; Old love, new love Every love but true love Love for sale. Appetising young love for sale. If you want to buy my wares. Follow me and climb the stairs Love for sale.
Skylark Have you anything to say to me Won't you tell me where my love can be Is there a meadow in the mist Where someone's waiting to be kissed Skylark Have you seen a valley green with spring Where my heart can go a-journeying Over the shadows and the rain To a blossom covered lane And in your lonely flight Haven't you heard the music of the night Wonderful music, faint as a will o' the wisp Crazy as a loon Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon Skylark I don't know if you can find these things But my heart is riding on your wings So if you see them anywhere Won't you lead me there Skylark I don't know if you can find these things But my heart is riding on your wings So if you see them anywhere Won't you lead me there
Don't the moon look lonesome shinin' through the trees, Don't the moon look lonesome shinin' through the trees, Don't your arms look lonesome when your baby packs up to leave! Then I'm goin'up on the mountain to call that baby of mine, Said I'm goin'up on the mountain to call that baby of mine, But somethin' tells me he's not comin' back this time! Would like to go to the country, can't take you! We're goin'up to the country, can't take you! Nothin' up there a man like you could do! He's got a face like a fish, shape like a frog, When he loves me I holler, "Ooh, hot dog!"; Love that man better than I do myself, But I'm all alone, all alone on the shelf! Do you hear the drummer boogin'!
I want me a grown up man to sing to, I want me a grown up man to cling to! I guess I've just had enough Of all this puppy love stuff, Wanna grown up man! I want me a grown up man who will please me, I'm tired of all the ones who tease me! I wanna sigh till I'm weak, Don't wanna kiss on the cheek, Wanna grown up man! Then I'll just mature Cary Grant's allure on the theme of my glamorous dream I've got to get away from this adolescent label, I'm ready, willing, but not quite Grable! I don't want romance with Mickey Rooney, Or any of the kids that ever knew me! But I'll still take what I can, 'Cause somebody else wants a grown up man; You know who! I know who! Our Uncle Sam!
It was just one of those things Just one of those crazy flings One of those bells that now and then rings Just one of those things It was just one of those nights Just one of those fabulous flights A trip to the moon on gossamer wings Just one of those things If we'd thought a bit about the end of it When we started painting the town We'd have been aware that our love affair Was too hot not to cool down So good-bye, dear, and amen Here's hoping we meet now and then It was great fun But it was just one of those things
Try to think that love's not around But it's uncomfortably near My old heart ain't gaining no ground Because my angel eyes ain't here Angel eyes, that old devil sent They glow unbearably bright Need I say that my love's mispent Mispent with angel eyes tonight So drink up all you people Order anything you see Have fun you happy people The laughs and the jokes are on me Pardon me but I got to run The fact's uncommonly clear Got to find who's now number one And why my angel eyes ain't here Excuse me while I disappear
Picture me upon your knee, Tea for two and two for tea, Just me for you And you for me alone. Nobody near us To see us or hear us, No friends or relations On weekend vacations. We won't have it known, dear, That we own a telephone, dear; Dawn will break and you'll awake And start to bake a sugar cake, For me to take For all the boys to see. We will raise a family, A boy for you, a girl for me. Oh, can't you see How happy we're gonna be? Can't you see how happy we could be?


Serge Moulinier adapted Anita O'Day's arrangements for a trio, by respecting their specificities and colour. He added his own final touch to the original versions of Gary McFarland (7), Russel Garcia (10), Bill Holman (13), Ralph Burns (5), Billy May (3, 5,9), Gene Krupa (7, 12), Stan Kenton (12), Alvy West (8), Buddy Bregman (1, 4), Ben Homer (2).

70 years on stage made Anita O’Day one of the most well-known voices on the American music scene, although she was publically less famous than Ella Fitzgerald or Billie Holiday. It was her exceptional sense of rhythm and irresistible swing which set her apart from modern female singers, and importantly she was always accompanied by highly talented backing musicians and many famous big bands (Gene Krupa, Stan Kenton, Billy May, Bill Holman...).
We honour this dazzling jazz singer who would surpass most of today’s famous talents with her vivacity, elegance, humour and stage presence. It is these qualities which have made her such a fascinating and enduring legend.
Anita O’Day passed away in October 2006 but Laurence “Lo” Jay and Serge Moulinier revive her memory and pay tribute to her talent by preforming songs from her original rich repertoire …

"LO JAY PLAYS O'DAY", is also a jazz concert and show, produced by Guy Lenoir, with images and sounds portraying Anita O’Day’s world and the significant events in her life. François Laudet, who played drums with her towards the end of her career, is the voice over recounting his own memories and thoughts during the show. Lo Jay sings songs from Anita’s repertoire and is accompanied by the Serge Moulinier’s trio. They faithfully respect and reproduce the sound, style and arrangements of this Grand Jazz Lady who should certainly be better known in France and the rest of the world.

Avec 70 ans de scène, Anita O’Day s’est imposée comme une des voix incontournables de la musique américaine, sans avoir pourtant connu la notoriété d’Ella Fitzgerald ou Billie Holliday. Car Anita se distingue des chanteuses contemporaines grâce à son sens rythmique exceptionnel, un swing canaille irrésistible, et toujours superbement escortée par des sidemen de haut vol dont quantité de big bands (Gene Krupa, Stan Kenton, Billy May, Bill Holman...). C’est en rendant hommage à cette artiste éclaboussante à en faire pâlir certaines gloires vocales d’aujourd’hui, et dont l’humour, la vivacité, l’élégance sur les planches en ont fait une légende fascinante, que Laurence “Lo” Jay et Serge Moulinier revisitent les titres les plus racés de son riche répertoire…
Une façon pour eux de ressusciter en quelque sorte l’âme d’ Anita O’Day décédée en octobre 2006.

"LO JAY JOUE O'DAY", c'est aussi un concert-spectacle jazz, mis en scène par Guy Lenoir, enrichi d’images projetées et de bande son, qui permet de découvrir l’univers et les moments importants de la vie d’Anita O’Day. La voix de François Laudet, batteur qui l’a accompagnée à la fin de sa vie, vient ponctuer par son témoignage l’ensemble du spectacle. Les chansons, interprétées par la chanteuse Lo Jay, issues du répertoire d’Anita, sont accompagnées par le trio de Serge Moulinier en respectant les versions et les arrangements de cette grande dame du jazz qui mérite d’être mieux connue en France et partout ailleurs dans le monde.


released October 15, 2012

Serge Moulinier (piano)
Laurence "Lo" Jay (vocal)
Christophe Jodet (Contrebasse)
Pascal legrand (Drums)

Sound & Mix : Lionel Fortin Studio Zazen, Pessac 33.

Mastering : Didier Ottaviani

CD produced by Lo Jay & Serge Moulinier (2011)

Photo : Sylvain Norget www.butportraiture.com



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Lo Jay Bordeaux, France

French singer famous in the American Jazz birthplace,
Laurence “LO” Jay has confirmed her place in New Orleans jazz history by producing her first Jazz album released under the world famous catalogue of GHB Records in 2009 "Yes, I know what it means". She also paid a tribute to Anita O'Day in "Lo Jay joue O'Day", produced 3 pop albums, in French (Ma Trace and Lo JAY), and in English (Lo & Behold). ... more

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