domingo, 13 de abril de 2014

DIANA KRALL Concert: 12 April 2014 - Fox Theatre - Oakland, California, United States

Diana Krall, Fox Theater in Oakland 2014



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Photos: Mike Rosati

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sábado, 12 de abril de 2014

DIANA KRALL Photo: Elvis visited Iceland with Ms. Krall in 2003




Fuente: www.visir.is

DIANA KRALL Photos: concert on Saturday Oct. 26, 2013 - Bridge School Benefit Concert


Photos:Bridge School Benefit Concert

Posted Oct 27, 2013



Concertgoers packed the house Saturday night for Neil Young’s Bridge School Benefit Concert at Shoreline Amphitheatre. This year’s lineup includes Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, Tom Waits, Arcade Fire, Queens of the Stone Age, My Morning Jacket, Jack Johnson, Elvis Costello, Diana Krall, Fun., Heart and Jenny Lewis. Johnson and Arcade Fire are scheduled to perform only for Saturday’s show. Waits will appear Sunday only. The others are expected to play both days, Saturday and Sunday



Diana Krall performs at Neil Young's Bridge School Benefit concert .
(John Green/Bay Area News Group)



Diana Krall .(John Green/Bay Area News Group)



Diana Krall performs at Neil Young's Bridge School Benefit concert .
(John Green/Bay Area News Group)



Elvis Costello, left, performs with Diana Krall, middle, at Neil Young's Bridge School Benefit
concert at Shoreline Amphitheatre . (John Green/Bay Area News Group)



Neil Young, right, performs with Arcade Fire at his Bridge School Benefit Concert .
(John Green/Bay Area News Group)



Crosby Stills Nash and Young perform.at Shoreline Amphitheatre in Mountain View,
Calif., on Saturday Oct. 26, 2013. (John Green/Bay Area News Group)


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Diana Krall / Elvis Costello (45:52)

1) Intro


2) There Ain't No Sweet Man That's Worth The Salt Of My Tears (DK)

Written by Fred Fisher

Shakin' like a leaf on a tree,
That's coming loose from the stem
Shakin' like a leaf on a tree,
Because I'm coming loose from my man!

I'm like a weeping willow,
Weeping on my pillow,
For years and years,
There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my tears

Down and down he dragged me,
Like a fiend he nagged me,
For years and years,
There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my tears

Although I may be blue,
Still, I'm true,
I must tell him good-bye!
Rather than have that man,
Gonna lay me down and just die!

So broken-hearted sisters,
Aggravating misters, lend me your ears!
There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my tears

Although I may be blue,
Still, I'm true,
I must tell him good-bye!
Rather than have that man,
Gonna lay me down and just die!

So broken-hearted sisters,
Aggravating misters, lend me your ears!
There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my tears



3) We Just Couldn’t Say Goodbye (DK)

    Written by Harry M. Woods

We thought that love was over,
That we were really through,
I said I didn't love him,
That we'd begin anew
And you can all believe me,
We sure intended to,
But we just couldn't say goodbye.

The chair and then the sofa,
They broke right down and cried,
The curtains started waving
For me to come inside.
I tell you confidentially,
The tears were hard to hide,
And we just couldn't say goodbye.

The clock was striking twelve o'clock
It smiled on us below,
With folded hands it seemed to say,
"We'll miss you if you go."

So I went back and kissed him,
And when I looked around,
The room was singing love songs,
And dancing up and down.
And now we're both so happy,
Because at last we've found.
That we just couldn't say goodbye.

People in love are funny
They're mighty hard to explain
One minute they quarrel
Then they're back together again
Take my case for instance
We had a little fuss
Now listen, ladies and gentlemen
Here's what happened to us

I said I didn't love him,
That we'd begin anew

But we just couldn't say goodbye.
The chair and then the sofa,
They broke right down and cried,

I tell you confidentially,
The tears were hard to hide,
And we just couldn't say goodbye.

So I went back and kissed him,
And when I looked around,
The room was singing love songs,
And dancing up and down.
And now we're both so happy,
Because at last we've found.
That we just couldn't say goodbye.




4) A Man Needs A Maid (Neil Young) (DK)


My life is changing
in so many ways
I don't know who
to trust anymore
There's a shadow running
thru my days
Like a beggar going
from door to door.

I was thinking that
maybe I'd get a maid
Find a place nearby
for her to stay.
Just someone
to keep my house clean,
Fix my meals and go away.

A maid. A man needs a maid.
A maid.

It's hard to make that change
When life and love
turns strange.
And old.

To give a love,
you gotta live a love.
To live a love,
you gotta be "part of"
When will I see you again?

A while ago somewhere
I don't know when
I was watching
a movie with a friend.
I fell in love with the actress.
She was playing a part
that I could understand.

A maid. A man needs a maid.
A maid.

When will I see you again?




5) Sulphur To Sugarcane (DK/EC)

Written by    Elvis Costello & T Bone Burnett

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
Everywhere I travel the pretty girls call my name
I give them a squeeze and they shoot me a wink
I buy their hard-headed husbands a long cool drink
You better come up smelling sweet 'cos you're a long time stinking
It's a little too late to complain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down your leg
It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg
They tell you from the borders to the waters of the gulf
If you take all the sugar you will end up in the sulphur
And you're burning
Hello baby I'm pleased to meet you
I wouldn't do you wrong, honey
I wouldn't cheat you, honey
When can I see you again?
Wrap you up in cellophane
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
When your eyes fill up with brine
'Cause you're drowning in wine
It's like the last days of Rome
With the despots and divine
And there's no place like home for a little doll from China
It's a little too late to complain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

You can go west to Texas
Go east to Mississippi
You can run out of money
You can run out of pity
Throw open your purse until you're crying for mercy
Go to Alabama
Escape Louisiana
I'm digging like a miner North and South Carolina
And then if you continue you will end up in Virginia

The women in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
But in Albany, New York
They love the filthy way I talk
Until they gargle with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the grain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
If I could find a piano
Here in Bloomington, Indiana
I would play it with my toes
Until the girls all take their clothes off
The women knock upon my door in odd and even numbers
But none of them as wild as I've discovered in Columbus
I gave up married women 'cause I heard it was a sin
But now I'm back in Pittsburgh, I might take it up again
Because they gargle with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the grain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
Up in Syracuse
I was falsely accused
But I'm not here to hurt you
I'm here to steal your virtue
Down in Bridgeport
The women will kill you for sport
But in Worcester, Massachusetts
They love my sauce

The women in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
But I hear in Ypsilanti
They don't wear any panties
Once they gargle with the finest champagne
They hitch up their skirts and exclaim
It's not very far, sugar
It's not very far, sugar
Pour a little sugar on me, sugar
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane




6) Wallflower (Bob Dylan) (DK/EC)

Written by Bob Dylan
Performed by Elvis Costello, Diana Krall & Dennis Crouch

Wallflower, wallflower
Won’t you dance with me?
I’m sad and lonely too
Wallflower, wallflower
Won’t you dance with me?
I’m fallin’ in love with you

Just like you I’m wondrin’ what I’m doin’ here
Just like you I’m wondrin’ what’s goin’ on

Wallflower, wallflower
Won’t you dance with me?
The night will soon be gone

I have seen you standing in the smoky haze
And I know that you’re gonna be mine one of these days
Mine alone

Wallflower, wallflower
Take a chance on me
Please let me ride you home

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Photo: DIANA KRALL by Marco Grob

viernes, 11 de abril de 2014

DIANA KRALL Concert: 4 April 2014 - Valley Performing Arts Center

Northridge, CA
Valley Performing Arts Center- California State University Northridge


Diana Krall brings ragtime pizazz to the VPAC



Witnessing Diana Krall perform live is analogous to witnessing Fitzgerald read passages from This Side of Paradise (or so I’m told) — you are beholding one of the great practitioners of their craft perform with undaunted ability. In Krall’s case, tickling the ivories is easily as impressive and evocative as Fitzgerald’s passages, but is anyone splitting hairs here?



 
The singer-songwriter’s performance at the Valley Performing Arts Center at California State University Northridge was nothing short of phenomenal. A set with an abundance of elegance, beauty and sheer musical expertise, Krall is one of the few artists to knock your socks off with technicality while simultaneously charming the crowd with such indelible charisma you wished you were her husband, Mr. Elvis Costello.



The stage was set in Vaudevillian décor, replete with stained glass, constellation-inspired props and lamps dimmed so low one wasn’t quite sure whom they were sitting next to. A player piano belted out raggy tunes and jazz standards while Betty Boop cartoons played on the screen behind the set. It was the perfect atmosphere for Krall’s impending set — an era not so long ago had been dutifully recreated.
The show began with a mysterious and eerie video of a ghastly figure (Steve Buscemi) floating about an ethereal set, crooning and pantomiming to Krall’s “When The Curtain Comes Down”. Krall and band covertly entered, taking the helm for the latter half of the song and utterly mystifying the audience. This mystification was not misplaced, and boy, it was brilliant.



Such was the nature of Krall’s set — leaving the audience in a superb yet confounding state that was all the while brilliant. The tone of Krall’s set could instantly transform from the gleeful jaunt of “There Ain’t No Sweet Man That’s Worth My Tears” to Tom Wait’s melancholy “Temptation”.
“Enjoy this one,” Krall would joke after a cheerier number. “The rest will make you miserable. It’s all downhill from here.”



Krall’s band exited after playing a handful of songs, leaving her alone on the player piano. Taking requests from a rowdy crowd, Krall pounded out “Peel Me A Grape”, “Glad Doll Rag”, and a Neil Young medley. Before she concluded her solo time on stage, Krall blazed through an amazing version of “I’m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter,” a la Fats Waller.



The quality of Krall’s band was immaculate, each of the five gentlemen unique doyens of their trade. Perhaps most impressive was the multi-instrumentalist Howard Coward, whose versatility with knew no bounds. The entire band behind Krall was exceptional, a perfect compliment to her boundless talent.
Krall’s set concluded with covers of The Band’s “Ophelia” and Waits’ “The Heart of Saturday Night”. Let it be said that Krall’s ability to cover a song is likened to someone wrapping an original work in a shroud of Zeigfield’s finest follies and antiquing it flawlessly. Krall departed by setting the needle on an ancient gramophone player on stage and letting the haunting tune it emitted ring throughout the venue.



If I hadn’t been in love when I had sat down, I surely was by the time I stood up. Krall isn’t just a professional, she’s a song and dance virtuoso and among the most alluring performers today.

Photos by Lee Choo

*****

Concert Reviews, Reviews
Diana Krall Glad Rag World Tour@CSUN 04-04-14

by George W. Harris • April 5, 2014


When she first stepped out in the early 90s, Diana Krall shifted the paradigm by bringing a younger audience back to the Great American Songbook and has influenced countless female vocalists in her wake. At this stage in her career, with nothing to prove, Ms. Krall has gone forward by looking back to the era before Swing, to music of the Golden Age just before and at the early part of the Depression. Supported by a 5 piece band that included long time guitarist Anthony Wilson, the pianist/vocalist mixed songs from the early to late 20th Century but having them pureed into a sound as if they were recorded on 78 rpms but with a 21st Century mentality.

The evening mood was set early on with a continuous backdrop of vintage films showing images ranging from and including Betty Boop , Dance Marathons, Dust Bowl Days, a suavely dancing George Raft and vintage Georges Melies while Krall and the band stomped off wondrously two steppers such as “We Just Couldn’t Say Goodbye” and “ Ain’t No Sweet Man.” Krall’s voice was earnest and earthy, and she strode just right on the piano during “Let it Rain” which felt right at home next to a honky tonking take of Tom Waits’”Temptation” as the band made the theatre feel like a vaudevillian stage.

On her own at the upright Player, Krall delivered cozy readings of material ranging from Fats Waller’s “I’m Gonna Sit Right Down” of the 30s to Baby Boomer material such as Neil Young’s “A Man Needs a Maid/Heart of Gold” with both sounding like they were written by the same kindred spirits.


Back with the band, violins, ukuleles, Hammond B3s, bass and drums created moods both joyous as on “Sunny Side of the Street” as well as stark and melodramatic with “Boulevard of Broken Dreams” with Krall’s patented inflections accenting just the right word and nuance. Her encores of Tom Waits’ “Heart of the Saturday Night,” The Band’s “Ophelia” and her own “Departure Bay” displayed that music, mood and messages are not limited by time and generation. This latest Pre-Swing band is a 100 year step in the right direction.

Coming April 26 is John Pizzarelli with Ramsey Lewis. Tickets are on sale for the 2014-15 season which includes Brad Mehldau, The Bad Plus, Bill Frisell and Jane Monheit. Info at www.vallperformingartscenter.org.