Nadales soul-jazz: clàssics per tancar l’any

Fins demà! Bona nit. Bona nit. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card Bona nit. Fins demà! May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white Bum-bum. Bum-bum. Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree for me. Been an awful good girl, Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight. Santa baby, a 54 convertible to light blue. I'll wait up for you, dear Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight. Think of all the fun I've missed. Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed. Next year I could be just as good If you check off my Christmas list Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot Been an angel all year, Santa baby So hurry down the chimney tonight Santa, honey, one little thing I really need, the deed. To a platinum mine, Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight. Santa Cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex and checks. Sign your X on the line, Santa Cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight. Come and trim my Christmas tree. I really do believe in you. Let's see if you believe in me. Santa Baby forgot to mention one little thing, a ring. Fins demà! Doncs amb aquests dos temes acabem d'iniciar aquest 78 programa Godiva Bonaparte, que segurament, per no dir que segur, és el darrer d'aquest any. Merry Soul Jazz Christmas. Evidentment el tema ja el sabeu, és el que toca, no em venia gaire de gust, però en el fons és el que toca, és el que ve de gust, i si la gent fa una mica de dial i ens localitza amb aquests temes tan magos, Una barreja entre Nadales i una miqueta de jazz i de sol. Hem iniciat el programa amb White Christmas, el tema de l'Irvin Berlín i el Bing Crosby. I ara mateix ha sonat la dolcíssima Eartha Kid amb el seu Santa Baby. I continuem amb el programa d'avui, el darrer d'aquest any, amb el Louis Armstrong, grandíssim, i el Gordon Jenkins, Blueberry Hill. I found my thrill On Blueberry Hill On Blueberry Hill When I found you The moon stood still On Blueberry Hill The wind in the willow play Love's sweet melody But all of those vows we played Were never to be We're apart. You're part of me still. For you are my thrill. On Blueberry Hill. I found my thrill. Come climb the hill with me baby. On Blueberry Hill. Fins demà! The wind and the willow play. Do you really love me? Love's sweet melody. As I love you. But all of those vows we made with you. Still remember. Were never to be. And the night is true. Though we are both... Bona nit. I want a little sugar in my bowl. I want a little sweetness down in my soul. I could stand some loving, oh, so bad. I feel so funny, I feel so sad. I want a little stain on my clothes. Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go. What's the matter, daddy? Come on, save my soul. I need some syrup in my bowl, my food. I want some sugar in my bowl You've been acting different, I've been told I want some sugar in my bowl I want some steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go What's the matter, daddy? Come on, save my soul Fins demà! Fins demà! Yes, heaven, I'm in heaven. And the kids that hung around me through the week seems to vanish like a gambler's luckiest streak. When we out together, dancing cheek to cheek, Oh, I'd love to climb to mountain, reach the highest peak. But it doesn't thrill me to have as much as dancing cheek to cheek. Oh, I'd love to go on fishing in a river or a creek. I'm in heaven. Take it, Ella, swing it. I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I see When we're out together Dancing cheek to cheek I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven. And the cares that hung around me through the week seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak. When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek, Oh, I'd love to climb a mountain and to reach the highest peak, but it doesn't really have as much as dancing cheek to cheek. Oh, I love to go out fishing in a river or a creek. But I don't enjoy it half as much as dancing cheek to cheek. Come on and dance with me. I want my arm about you. The charm about you will carry me through to heaven. I'm in heaven. And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak. And I seem to find the happiness And we're out together, dancing cheek to cheek. Dance with me. I want my arms about you. That charm about you. Fins demà! And I seem to find the happiness I see when we're all together dancing cheek to cheek. Cheek to cheek. Cheek to cheek. Cheek to cheek. What a difference a day made 24 little hours Bought the sun and the flowers Música Música Since you said you were mine Lord, what a difference a day makes There's a rainbow before me Skies above can't be stormy Since that moment of bliss That thrilling kiss It's heaven when you Find romance on your menu What a difference a day made And the difference is you. Doncs amb aquest petit recull de moment de clàssics del jazz, de les ladies sing jazz i també de cantants insignia, com en aquest cas era la Dina Washington amb el seu What the Difference Day Makes. Abans havíeu sentit la Ella Fitzgerald amb el Louis Armstrong Check to Check, tema super clàssic i conegudíssim. la Nina Simone, I want a little sugar in my bowl i el Louis Armstrong i el Gordon Jenkins amb el Blueberry Hill. En tot cas, continuem amb aquesta barreja de jazz de temes super coneguts però que a la vegada venen de gust per ballades, per començar a provar les festes que ens venen a sobre i barrejades també amb clàssics versionats per aquests cantants de jazz que tenen a veure amb els Nadals. Com és el tema que ve ara? Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. The right child. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. Oh, it doesn't show signs of stopping. And I bought some corn for popping. But if you really hold me tight All the way home you'll be warm Fins demà! Bona nit. Bona nit. Fins demà! I used to feel so uninspired And when I knew I had to face another day Bona nit. Bona nit. You make me feel, you make me feel like a natural woman. You make me feel... Is that you, Santa Claus? Fins demà! Sure is dark out. Ain't the slightest spark out. Upon my clacking jaw. Who's there? Who is it? Stopping for a visit? Is that you, Santa Claus? Are you bringing a present for me? Something pleasantly pleasant for me. Then it's just what I've been waiting for. Would you mind slipping it under the door? Old winter howling, oh, could that be growling? My legs feel like stars. Yeah, my, my, oh, me, my. Kindly, will you reply? Is that you, Santa Claus? Fins demà! I said, who's there? Who is it? You're stopping for a visit. Is that you? Santa Claus. Oh, there Santa, you gave me a scare. Now stop teasing, cause I know you're there. We don't believe in no problems today. But I can't explain why I'm shaking that way. I can see old Santa in the keyhole. I'll get to the car. One peek and I'll try there. Oh, there's an eye there. Statues and a glass. Please, please, I pity my needs. Say that's you. That's him, all right. We'll take Manhattan The Bronx and Stanton Island too It's lovely going through The zoo Well, it's very fancy On old Lansing Street you know The subway charms a soul When balmy breezes blow To and fro Bona nit. Bona nit. A wondrous toy Just made for a girl and boy We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy We'll go to Yonkers Where true love conquers in the wilds And stong together, dear In Giles We'll go to Coney Fins demà! Fins demà! We'll go to my fair lady say We'll hope it closes Someday The city's clamor Can never spoil Fins demà! The dreams of a girl and boy. We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy. Bona nit. Something must be done. Bona nit. Fins demà! Fins demà! Fins demà! Fins demà! Fins demà! You say either. And you say either. You say neither. And you say neither. Either. Either. And neither. Let's call the whole thing off. You like potato. And you like potato. You like tomato. And you like tomato. Potato. Tomato. Let's call the whole thing off. Fins demà! Meravellós el duet de la Ella Fitzgerald i el Louis Armstrong que, com podeu observar, n'he parat de recórrer amb ells per aquesta playlist d'avui, aquest programa de Memory Soul, Just Christmas. Anteriorment havia sonat la Dina Washington amb el tema Manhattan, Louis Armstrong també amb Zadju Santa Claus, Eretra Flankin amb You Make Me Feel Like i havia anunciat The Right Child's Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow. Continuem, ja queda poquet, justament amb l'Eila Fitzgerald i amb el Lujan Strom. They can't take that away from me. I després amb el grandíssim James Brown per Nadalas. A veure què tal com sonen tots aquests i continuem explicant-vos com va. The way you wear your hand The way you sip your tea. The memory of all that. No, no, they can't take that away from me. The way your smile just beams. The way you sing off key. The way you haunt my dreams. No, no, they can't take that away from me. We may never, never meet again on the bumpy road to love. Still I'll always, always keep the memory of Fins demà! Fins demà! No, no, they can't take that away from me. We may never, never meet again on the bumpy road to love. Still, I always, always keep the memory of the way you hold your knife. Bona nit. Bona nit. Oh, yes. The way you change my life. No, no, they can't take that away from me. No, they can't take that away from me. Will you repeat that again, dearie, please? No, they can't take that away from me. Just us roasting on an open pie. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide, carols being sung by a choir. Fins demà! With their eyes all aglow, we'll find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's on his way. He's loaded lots of toys on his sleigh. I'm offering this simple phrase to kids from one to 92. Although it's been said many times, many ways, Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas to you. Fins demà! Fins demà! Dreaming of a white, white Christmas You're just like the one that I used to know Honey, it's where the treetop, treetop I, I, I. Bona nit. Bona nit. Fins demà! Fins demà! There's no sun up in the sky, stormy weather. Since my man and I ain't together. Keeps raining all of the time. Oh, yeah, life is bad Gloom and misery everywhere Stormy weather, stormy weather And I just can't get my poor self together I'm weary all of the time. The time. So weary all of the time. When he went away, the blues walked in and met me. Yeah, if it stays away All rock and chair is gonna get me All I do is pray The Lord will let me Walk in the sun once more Oh, I can't go on Can't go on, can't go on Everything I have is gone Stormy weather Stormy weather Since my man and I Me and my daddy ain't together Keeps raining all of the time Oh, oh Keeps raining all of the time de temps. Stormy, stormy, stormy weather. Yeah. Gee whee. Fins demà! Doncs ja estem a punt de finalitzar aquest darrer programa del 2014 i ha sonat ara mateix la Carla Thomas amb G with Look at His Eyes, anteriorment la grandíssima Eta James amb Stormy Weather, Elotis Redding també amb White Christmas i Brooker T and the Miges amb Santa Claus is Coming to Town. i el tema de James Brown, que abans no us el he dit, és The Christmas Sun. I per finalitzar, l'últim regal, l'última perla d'aquesta sessió d'avui, us desitjo molt bones festes amb aquest grandíssim tema de Lotus Reading, These Arms of Mine. Fins l'any que ve, un plaer. ... ... ... Fins demà! Music Club Selecció