We will not forget you

The deceased recently too young Shirley Horn has left a large number of "perfect" albums, but published in 1991 You will not forget me is undoubtedly primus inter pares. A glance at the list of guest soloists, and such illustrious names as Branford Wynton Marsalis, Toots Thielemans and no less contains as Miles Davis, has already indicated that it is not here to a daily discharge of the recording industry. Also on board are of course their longstanding trio partners Charles Ables on bass and Steve Williams on drums, who are you with almost all titles aside.
The first two titles delineate the field that will be ordered so rich in the next hour: The musicthat makes me dance - which probably only knows who has traced Barbra Streisand's career up to the Original Broadway Cast of Funny Girl (which is worthwhile But another issue is) - is under Horns hands (and vocal cords) to an erotic pas de deux, whose suspense strives towards its peak in about six minutes. Only to be replaced by a swing of allerleichtesten variety in Come dance with me.
When you're ready to embark on the slow tempos in the ballads, then you will be rewarded with a music that is hard to beat a real thriller. Too late now reported by the magic of the first encounter, If You Go is shocking expression of disorientation of abandonment. You will not forget me turns into a demonic invocation, until finally in All my tomorrows considering conciliatory tones are sung with the raising of a new love on the horizon, the witness in a triumphant final gesture from the will to live and the ability to love this exceptional singer and pianist. However, this title is singling out do the other wrong, because it is here from the first until the last minute to a masterpiece. With ten plates for the desert island this would definitely be it. Three of too!