FRENCH VANILLA: HOW AM I NOT MYSELF
This is vocalist Sally Spitz' definitive performance, replete with on-a-dime dynamic shifts and cavernous, lifted-soft-palate bellows followed by pinched and powerful punchlines. The rhythm section is equally sublime. The interplay between bassist and saxophonist is borderline balletic, sinewy and seductive. You can also hear a distinctive, left-in-the-mix grunt at 1:38. That’s that good shit.
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