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Le podcast des morceaux qui racontent le jazz. Découvrez dans chaque épisode un grand morceau de Jazz sous tous les angles, son histoire et six versions différentes.

30 épisodes

6 octobre 2019 - 00:38:18
John Coltrane tracé sa route dans l’Histoire du Jazz à pas de géants. Figure mythique de la musique, son héritage est multiple et complexe, fait de nombreux enregistrements et compositions. L’une d’entre elles, Giant Steps, est considéré comme l’un des morceaux les plus durs à interpréter. John Coltrane l’a composé en 1959. Toujours avant-gardiste, il cherche de nouvelles manières d’improviser. Avec Giant Steps, il met à mal les repères des musiciens de bebop en écrivant des enchaînements d’accord complexes et jamais entendus, qu’il parvient pourtant à faire sonner comme une évidence. Si les jazzmen ont d’abord eu peur de se confronter à la tumultueuse grille d’accords coltranienne (le pianiste Tommy Flanagan en fait les frais sur la version originale), ils ont ensuite été nombreux à l’apprivoiser, à mieux cerner les fascinantes propositions harmoniques tracées par le géant John Coltrane. Cet épisode est l’occasion de se pencher sur sa vie et sa carrière. Seulement, un épisode serait bien insuffisant pour en parler. C’est pourquoi je vous recommande la lecture de sa biographie écrite par Nicolas Fily, sortie en 2019 aux Editions Le Mot et le Reste. Liens du jeu concours : Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/VersionStandard/photos/a.858259751015022/1347623058745353/?type=3&theater) Twitter (https://twitter.com/VersionStandard/status/1180138818562904064) Instagram (https://www.instagram.com/p/B3M6rrdofeT/) Vidéo Vox "Le Jazz décortiqué : Giant Steps" :  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62tIvfP9A2w (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62tIvfP9A2w)  "Chasing Trane" sur Netflix :  https://www.netflix.com/title/80147403 (https://www.netflix.com/title/80147403) 
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7 août 2019 - 00:33:33
La plus connue des compositions de Cole Porter est indéniablement Night And Day. Son introduction à une note, portée à ses débuts en 1932 par un magnifique Fred Astaire, l’inscrit très rapidement comme une pièce majeure dans The Great American Songbook. D’abord pensée comme le thème principal d’une pièce de Broadway, le succès de Night And Day lui vaut d’être adaptée pour le grand écran. C’est le mythique duo composé de Fred Astaire et Ginger Rogers qui fait découvrir la candeur désarmante d’une belle chanson d’amour, pas aussi simple qu’elle peut en avoir l’air. Sa structure inhabituelle séduit les arrangeurs, et plus tard les jazzmen, qui feront parfois le choix d’exploiter pleinement son potentiel romantique, tandis que d’autres accélèreront drastiquement son tempo pour repousser ses limites et naviguer dans sa structure. Pour découvrir l’histoire de Night And Day, nous commencerons cet épisode en écoutant la version originale enregistrée par Fred Astaire en 1932, avant de nous tourner vers les reprises instrumentales de Kenny Garrett et d’Erroll Garner, ainsi que des reprises vocales portées par la canadienne Diana Krall ou encore Kat Edmonson. Merci d'écouter Version Standard, n'hésitez pas à vous abonner ou à déposer 5 étoiles sur iTunes si vous aimez l'émission !
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14 mai 2019 - 00:26:53
Deux étrangers dans la nuit vivent une rencontre spontanée, hors du temps, un amour naît en une nuit comme une évidence. L’histoire est simple et presque cliché mais élégante, à l’image de Strangers In The Night, une mélodie composée en 1966 par Bert Kaempfert. Ces quelques notes vous restent facilement en tête et on se surprend à esquisser un sourire mièvre en l’entendant. Elle semple facile, évidente et terriblement efficace. C’est Frank Sinatra qui a donné ses lettres de noblesse à cet air qui a été composé pour un film d’espionnage comique. Mais Sinatra détestait cette chanson, il répétait à qui voulait l’entendre que c’était « the worst fucking song » qu’il n’ait jamais entendu. Et pourtant il n’a jamais arrêté de la chanter.
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26 août 2018 - 00:41:32
Nouvel Hors-Série : une Ballade en Irlande. Je suis parti parcourir ces petites routes vallonnées, ces pubs, ces falaises et ces grandes étendues vertes. Là-bas, j'ai tendu l'oreille et mon enregistreur pour vous raconter l'Irlande en musique. L'Irlande a une identité musicale très forte, mais elle est aussi très éloignée du Jazz. Il y a bien quelques groupes de Jazz celtique, mais ils sont assez rares... Tout ça pour dire que la programmation de cet épisode pourrait vous surprendre. Il est Hors-Série car il laisse entrer toutes les influences et les sensibilités musicales qu'il m'a été donné de croiser durant mon séjour là-bas. Merci et bonne écoute 🙂 Toutes les informations sont sur VersionStandard.fr
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2 octobre 2018 - 00:25:38
C’est une chanson qui parle d’un amour inaccessible, comparé à la Lune, si brillante, si proche et si lointaine à la fois. How High The Moon, avant même que Neil Armstrong ne marche sur la Lune, des musiciens et musiciennes incroyables sont parvenus à nous y faire voyager. How High The Moon a été composée en 1940 par Morgan Lewis, avec des paroles de Nancy Hamilton, pour la pièce de Broadway Two For The Show. Un mois après la première du spectacle, How High The Moon est réarrangée et reprise par Benny Goodman. C’est la première d’une longue série de reprises de ce standard. Toutes les histoires de ce magnifique standard sont à découvrir dans cet épisode, avec aussi une interprétation de Chet Baker ou une version piano solo du maître Art Tatum, et même Gloria Gaynor pour terminer en apothéose. Retrouvez toutes les informations sur VersionStandard.fr
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18 octobre 2018 - 00:26:07
Il paraît que l'automne est une période idéale pour visiter New York. Les arbres de Central Park prennent de belles couleurs orangées et donnent un peu de vie à la Grosse Pomme. C'est cette période teintée d'une poésie mélancolique que Vernon Duke a voulu capturer avec sa composition Autumn In New York. Retrouvez toutes les informations sur le podcast sur VersionStandard.fr
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12 mars 2019 - 00:31:46
Les Beatles ont fourni énormément d'inspiration aux Jazzmen, et nombreuses sont leurs compositions à être passées à la postérité. And I Love Her en fait partie, c'est une ballade faussement simple composée par Paul McCartney et enregistrée en 1964.  Au programme de ce podcast, 6 versions de cette chanson, toutes plus belles les unes que les autres avec notamment Bobby Womack, Sarah Vaughan, Esther Phillips et Smokey Robinson & The Miracles.
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22 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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22 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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22 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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24 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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24 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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24 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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24 juillet 2017 - 00:02:16
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects.
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18 octobre 2018 - 00:26:07
Il paraît que l'automne est une période idéale pour visiter New York. Les arbres de Central Park prennent de belles couleurs orangées et donnent un peu de vie à la Grosse Pomme. C'est cette période teintée d'une poésie mélancolique que Vernon Duke a voulu capturer avec sa composition Autumn In New York. La playlist de l'émission : 1. Billie Holiday – Billie Holiday (1954) 2. Harry Connick Jr. – Music From The Motion Picture "When Harry Met Sally..." (1989) 3. Bud Powell – The Amazing Bud Powell, Volume 2 (1954) 4. Peggy Lee – World Broadcast Recordings 1955 (2017) 5. Ahmad Jamal Trio – Volume IV (1958) 6. Tal Farlow – Autumn In New York (1954)
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2 octobre 2018 - 00:25:38
C’est une chanson qui parle d’un amour inaccessible, comparé à la Lune, si brillante, si proche et si lointaine à la fois. How High The Moon, avant même que Neil Armstrong ne marche sur la Lune, des musiciens et musiciennes incroyables sont parvenus à nous y faire voyager. How High The Moon a été composée en 1940 par Morgan Lewis, avec des paroles de Nancy Hamilton, pour la pièce de Broadway Two For The Show. Un mois après la première du spectacle, How High The Moon est réarrangée et reprise par Benny Goodman. C’est la première d’une longue série de reprises de ce standard. Étrangement, si cette chanson est composée comme une belle et lente ballade, elle est aujourd’hui plus connue comme une chanson très rapide, la faute à la reprise bouillonnante d’Ella Fitzgerald, ainsi que celle électrique de Les Paul et Mary Ford. Le célèbre guitariste a fait d’How High The Moon une prouesse technologique en l’interprétant avec la technique de l’overdub. C’est avec cette chanson que le monde découvre une innovation révolutionnaire qui va changer l’Histoire de la musique enregistrée. Toutes les histoires de ce magnifique standard sont à découvrir dans cet épisode, avec aussi une interprétation de Chet Baker ou une version piano solo du maître Art Tatum, et même Gloria Gaynor pour terminer en apothéose. La playlist de l'émission : 1. Benny Goodman – Single de 1940 2. Les Paul & Mary Ford – Single de 1951 3. Ella Fitzgerald - Lullabies Of Birdland (1954) 4. Chet Baker – Chet (1959) 5. Art Tatum – Gene Norman Presents An Art Tatum Concert (1952) 6. Gloria Gaynor – How High The Moon, 1975
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26 août 2018 - 00:41:32
Nouvel Hors-Série : une Ballade en Irlande. Je suis parti parcourir ces petites routes vallonnées, ces pubs, ces falaises et ces grandes étendues vertes. Là-bas, j'ai tendu l'oreille et mon enregistreur pour vous raconter l'Irlande en musique. L'Irlande a une identité musicale très forte, mais elle est aussi très éloignée du Jazz. Il y a bien quelques groupes de Jazz celtique, mais ils sont assez rares... Tout ça pour dire que la programmation de cet épisode pourrait vous surprendre. Il est Hors-Série car il laisse entrer toutes les influences et les sensibilités musicales qu'il m'a été donné de croiser durant mon séjour là-bas. J'espère que cette émission vous plaira. Pour ma part j'ai adoré ce voyage et ce pays, et ça a été très dur de devoir en faire un portrait fidèle en sons et en un épisode seulement. N'hésitez pas à commenter sur Facebook ou Twitter pour me dire ce que vous en avez pensé. Et si vous connaissez un peu l'Irlande, venez me dire ce que vous auriez aimé entendre dans l'émission. Je pourrai compléter la playlist de l'émission (ci-dessous) avec vos suggestions. Merci et bonne écoute :) Playlist de l'émission : 1. Steve Earl – Galway Girl (Transcendental Blues, 2000) 2. Damien Rice – Delicate - Live in Dublin, B-Sides (2004) 3. Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová - Falling Slowly (Music From The Motion Picture Once, 2006) 4. John Coltrane – Greensleeves (Single Version), The Classic Quartet, Complete Impulse! 5. Bill Evans – Danny Boy (Easy To Love, 1981) 6. Quincy Jones (feat. Bono, Stevie Wonder & Ray Charles) – Let The Good Times Roll (Q’s Jook Joint, 1995)
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12 juillet 2018 - 00:33:29
Une chanson offerte à Nat King Cole par un hippie est devenu un standard qui n'a pas fini de voyager entre les genres. Playlist de l'émission : 1. Nat King Cole – Nature Boy, 1947 2. John Coltrane – Both Directions At Once: The Lost Album, 2018 (enregistré en 1963) 3. George Benson – In Flight, 1977 4. Hugh Coltman – Shadows – Songs of Nat King Cole & Live at Jazz à Vienne 5. Tony Bennett & Lady Gaga – Cheek To Cheek, 2014 6. Massive Attack & David Bowie - Moulin Rouge! Music from Baz Luhrmann's Film (2001)
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3 octobre 2017 - 00:01:56
Bienvenue à vous pour cette introduction de Version Standard. Dans ce podcast, je vous proposerai de raconter le jazz en me penchant sur ses compositions les plus emblématiques.
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3 octobre 2017 - 00:29:45
Premier épisode de Version Standard consacré au mythique Summertime composé par Gershwin en 1935.
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