Maryanne Reall Is Not Your Gardenia Variety of All That Jazz

What I know about jazz is by intuition only...and jazz standards for vocalists in a traditional venue fall into two categories, the lesser is when the song sings the vocalist.

Maryanne Reall takes charge of most of her material with such zest and originality, she even makes it more personal, by tailoring lyrics to her own life and the lives of women in Los Angeles...I think WC Handy and Billie Holliday would have been delighted to hear her take liberties with botox and nail polish, and money grubbing men, as she amended lyrics in a couple of songs, such as Ain't No Business If I Do...it's still blues but not as black and blue as it used to be for female torch song singers, the same spirit that exists on Broadway in the revival of My Fair Lady.

It seems that Maryanne only has eyes for her French husband, to whom she sounded obliged in that wedlock way but her eyes don't seem wide enough open if she plans to say "en garde," then "touche" to the women of the world who still have bragging rights to all things amor...especially if she plans on earning her way to become the next Josephine Baker.

Maryann Reall at the Gardenia Restaurant & Lounge in Hollywood...any way you spell her name, she is the real deal. (Check for her November dates at https://www.facebook.com/Garde...)