Melissa Errico is one of the most versatile women to have come out of this Broadway's young generation, proving herself both a great interpreter of classic musicals and modern music alike, as well as a gifted recording artist and film/television presence.
Dear friends who pass here…. This is Michel Legrand’s exact piano arrangement from our work together. Late in his life & he was exploring “Shirley Horn” inspired tempos. During the pandemic i added him to a noir themed concert, which is why im dressed this way: my idea was to explore the noir sensibility broadly. Best regards to all. Stay in touch !!!
I just went to her concert in Cathedral City, CA, and she was wonderful. She sang this song at our concert, too. She's best on ballads, when she supports her voice, such as in this song.
Lyrics✨ Yes, she looks for me Good Let her look for me to tell me why she left me As I always knew she would I had thought she understood They have never understood And no reason that they should But if anybody could Finishing the hat How you have to finish the hat How you watch the rest of the world From a window While you finish the hat Mapping out a sky What you feel like, planning a sky What you feel when voices that come Through the window Go Until they distance and die Until there's nothing but sky And how you're always turning back too late From the grass or the stick Or the dog or the light How the kind of woman willing to wait's Not the kind that you want to find waiting To return you to the night Dizzy from the height Coming from the hat Studying the hat Entering the world of the hat Reaching through the world of the hat Like a window Back to this one from that Studying a face Stepping back to look at a face Leaves a little space in the way like a window But to see It's the only way to see And when the woman that you wanted goes You can say to yourself, "Well, I give what I give" But the woman who won't wait for you knows That however you live There's a part of you always standing by Mapping out the sky Finishing a hat Starting on a hat Finishing a hat Look, I made a hat Where there never was a hat
i was utterly transfixed by her as dot in the sondheim masterpiece “sunday in the park with george” so i had to look her name up and see if she has any original music💖 happy to see she does! although nobody can replace bernadette peters as dot, melissa enrico is a prrrettyyy spot on second pick for me😭💕
This guy just amazes me with everything he does. He's the most beautiful, insightful, deeply felt voice of my lifetime. How lucky I am he's in the world.
These commentaries are so smart and felt and I think they help keep Sondheim alive because they keep us thinking about what his songs mean in this moment of our lives. Thank you!
These two are terrific together! And I've been following Billy Stritch since the 1980's when he had a band Montgomery Plant and Stritch -- they played benefits for David Rothenberg's campaign for City Council, and what a classy group. Billy's musicianship has been something to admire at least that long.
I just did a conference presentation on Singing Out Loud, which has fascinated me for ages--based on the three recorded songs, the two others we have sheet music for, and two drafts of the script I have (it's basically finished! Someone film it!) The only thing I'd add to this great analysis of the song is in the show's context it's a rather complicated pastiche--it's meant to be a song by the hip, young, pop (circa 1990s) songwriter who also writes Water Under the Bridge, except in this case he's trying to sound like a made up 1930s songwriter who in the film's context left the studio with a bunch of unused songs in their vault. So a 1930s sounding song, as seen by a 1990s pop songwriter, as seen by Sondheim (and there's further context because as it was to be filmed in the movie, it would keep on starting and stopping as the filmmakers fight about just what the movie should look like--should the NYC street be dirty, or filled with happy dancing milkmen, etc)
LOVE the album, and love that you're doing this. As an obnoxious teen I used to think Can That Boy Foxtrot was poor pastiche, just because even Cole Porter wouldn't have tried for a double entendre with, ahem, the F word... But I think your explanation makes a lot of sense.
