Billie Holiday

[angeldust]

Gjyshi i Billie Holiday ka qene baba i 17 femijeve ne nje plantacion me skllever ne Virxhinia, USA, gjithashtu ka qene edhe Irlandez i bardhe. Mamaja e saj ka qene vetem 13 vjec kur u lind Billie.

The future "Lady Day" first heard the music of Louis Armstrong and Bessie Smith on a Victrola at Alice Dean's, the Baltimore "house of ill repute" where she ran errands and scrubbed floors as a young girl. She made her singing debut in obscure Harlem nightclubs (borrowing her professional name from screen star Billie Dove), then toured with Count Basie and Artie Shaw before going solo. Benny Goodman dragged the frightened singer to her first studio session. Between 1933 and 1944, she recorded over 200 "sides," but she never received royalties for any of them.

Despite a lack of technical training, Holiday's unique diction, inimitable phrasing and acute dramatic intensity made her the outstanding jazz singer of her day. White gardenias, worn in her hair, became her trademark.

"Singing songs like the 'The Man I Love' or 'Porgy' is no more work than sitting down and eating Chinese roast duck, and I love roast duck," she wrote in her autobiography. "I've lived songs like that." Her own compositions included "God Bless the Child," espousing the virtues of financial independence and "Don't Explain," lament on infidelity.

Billie Holiday, a musical legend still popular today, died an untimely death at the age of 44.
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Gjate jetes se saj ka pasur disa trauma. Nder te tjerash perflitet se ajo ishte edhe perdoruese e rregullt e droges, prej se ciles edhe vdiq, gjithashtu ka qene edhe homo ose biseksuale. Thashetheme sigurisht, se ne vitet '30 kur kendoi kjo, gjera te tilla nuk publikoheshin per publikun pasi do ishin mese skandaloze.

Une cuditem me statusin e saj familjar dhe prejardhjen e saj prej skllaveje, dhe faktin qe nje femer e zeze ne Ameriken e Ku-Kluks-Klanit, arriti te kape majat e muzikes se kohes dhe te dashuroje shume te bardhe e te zinj pas saj. Gjithashtu ajo ishte ne gjendje te jetonte menyren me transgresive te jeteses te imagjinueshme per ato kohe dhe s'e vriste mendjen hic.

Kesaj i them rebele une!

[angeldust]

You go to my head

You go to my head
You linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning round
In my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two
The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea, casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself
Get ahold of yourself
Can’t you see that it never can be
You go to my head with a smile
That makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I’m certain that this heart of mine
Hasn’t a ghost of a chance
In this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head

Though I’m certain that this heart of mine
Hasn’t a ghost of a chance
In this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head

[angeldust]

The Man I Love

Someday he’ll come along
The man I love
And he’ll be big and strong
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I’ll do my best to make him stay
He’ll look at me and smile
I’ll understand
Then in a little while
He’ll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won’t say a word
Maybe I shall meet him sunday
Maybe monday, maybe not
Still I’m sure to meet him one day
Maybe tuesday will be my good news day
He’ll build a little home
That’s meant for two
From which I’ll never roam
Who would, would you
And so all else above
I’m dreaming of the man I love

[angeldust]

Ok, kjo me pelqen vecanerisht shume se e ka edhe melodine nje cike si te shpejte, eshte dhe per te qeshur...

Let's do it

Chinks do it. Japs do it
Upper Lapland little Lapps do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love

In Spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and Lits do it
Let's do it
Let's tall in love

The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it
Not to mention the Finns
Folks in Siam do it
Think of Siamese twins

Some Argentines without means do it
People say in Boston even beans do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love

Cold Cape Cod clams
'Gainst their wish do it
Even lazy jelly fish do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love

Electric eels I might add do it
Though it shocks'em I know
Why ask if Shad do it
Waiter bring me Shad Roe

In the shallow shoals English soles do it
Goldfish in privacy of bowls do it
Let's do it
We'll do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love

[angeldust]

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can't take that away from me

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no they can't take that away from me

We may never, never meet again
On the bumpy road to love
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away from me

We may never, never meet again
On that bumpy road to love
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you change my life
No, no they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away from me.

[angeldust]

Just Friends

Just friends
Lovers no more
Just friends
But not like before
To think of what we've been
And not to kiss again
Seems like pretending
It isn't the ending
Two friends
Drifting apart
Two friends
But one broken heart
We loved we laughed we cried
Then suddenly love died
The story ends
And we're
Just friends
We loved we laughed and we cried
Then suddenly love died
The story ends
And we're
Just friends

[angeldust]

Night And Day

Like the beat, beat, beat of the tomtom
When the jungle shadows fall
Like the tick, tick, tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the wall
Like the drip, drip, drip of the raindrops
When the summer show'r is through
So a voice within me keeps repeating
You, you, you

Night and day you are the one
Only you beneath the moon and sun
Whether near me or far
It's no matter, darling, where you are
I think of you
Night and day
Day and night

Why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever i go
In the roaring traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Night and day

Night and day under the hide of me
There's an oh, such a hungry yearning
Burning inside of me
And its torment won't be trough
'till I spend my life making love to you
Day and night
Night and day
Night and day