We celebrates a legend alive,  BILLIE HOLIDAY 2009,

                                            great jazz inspires good photography

                                            songs performs byBillie Holiday, photo by Stephen 1985 - 2009 .

 

                          

Autumn in New York
That brings the promise of new love

Billie Holiday with  Harry 'Sweet' Edison at 2005

 

 

 Autumn in New York
 Is often mingled with pain, 2005
 

  Monday, you've got lots of friends
  Crowding round the door
  When you're gone, spending ends
  They don't come no more.......


  God Bless the Child,1985.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  I'll be seeing you
  In all the old familiar places
  That this heart of mine embraces
  All day through.

   In that small cafe;
   The park across the way;
   The children's carousel;
   The chestnut trees;
   The wishing well, 1987.
 

 

Gone my lovely dreams
Lovely summer dreams
Gone and left me here
To weep my tears along the stream
Sad as I can be
Hear me willow and weep for me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                              rain moths had a life of a day, 2002

 

 

                                           Comes the measles, you can quarrantine the room. Comes a mousie, you can chase it with

a broom, comes loves, nothing can be done.

 

  You like potato and I like potahto,
  You like tomato and I like tomahto;
  Potato, potahto, tomato, tomahto!
  Let's call the whole thing off !
 

 

                                                                               my sweet embraceable you

   

  Broccoli, an embraceable rabbit, looks like a mousie in the dark, 2008 fenceRed.

 

 

  Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant
  Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some man in a restaurant
  Is that all you really want?

    No, sophisticated lady,
    I know, you miss the love you lost long ago
    And when nobody is nigh you cry.

    a manila restaurant, 2005.

 

 

  

         Lady sings the blues and her quotations

I can't stand to sing the same song the same way two nights in succession,
let alone two years or ten years.
 
If you can, then it ain't music, it's close-order drill or exercise
or yodeling or something, not music.

 

  If I'm going to sing like someone else, then I don't need to sing at all.

  I hate straight singing. I have to change a tune to my own way of doing it.

  That's all I know.

  If you copy, it means you're working without any real feeling.

  No two people on earth are alike, and it's got to be that way in music or it isn't music.

  Singing songs like 'The Man I Love' or 'Porgy' is no more work

  than sitting down and eating Chinese roast duck, and I love roast duck.

 

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