Farewell to Astrud Gilberto, the one-of-a-kind Brazilian singer with the unique voice.
By the time I was a kid, “The Girl From Ipanema” was the stereotypical elevator music:
But I love this song! What a masterpiece:
And Gilberto’s voice: I’ve heard it described as a little flat, or a little odd, or affectless, or having a bit of a lisp—but whatever it is, it’s just a marvel.
It’s certainly a stroke of genius to take what singers were known for—the stage presence, the evocation, the big voices—and do the complete opposite: just stand there and recite the lyrics, almost without effort. And it apparently came to her completely naturally.
Certainly, she has one of the most immediately identifiable voices ever:
I love her performances of Ennio Morricone themes, particularly this one:
So farewell to one of the greats!
Covering Nino Rota:
And Harry Nilsson!
What a legacy!