Here are six images of her:
Within her art; 1957
Hearing a wordless siren's song; a publicity still with Louis Armstrong, 1947
Where does it all go to, I wonder; sometime in the 40s
She ponders the vista of her future; 1955
A rare moment of tranquility; near the end.
Unleashing her muse, both tender and wild; sometime in the 40s
(my immense thanks to Bob Keser for reminding this addled brain what day it was)
4 comments:
Like no other, and no equal. 'Nuff said.
BCNU
I first heard Billie Holiday when I checked a Charlie Parker anthology out of the library when I was 12 or so, and there she was singing Back In Your Own Backyard. Somewhere I still have the tape I made of that record...12 was a big year, discovering jazz, reading Kerouac, but hearing Holiday for the first time...that definitely cranked the psyche up a notch.
my mom, who is a singer of some note, is a huge billie freak. i was turned on at a much earlier age, but the effect is everlasting. i have a cool set of 78's by billie, (i'd need to ldig it up for the lable), she gave me all her records cuz she couldn't be bothered anymore. god, i hope i never get like that . . .
oh yeah, 12 . . . pot, the white lp and sex, very good year . . 1968!
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