For the new year I bought myself a turntable, and played the only well-preserved LPs I have: a gift of Billie Holiday’s eight-vinyl collection Ain’t nobody’s business if I do, by the Classics Records Library. There are songs here I’ve never heard, including “Fine and Mellow,” which ends
Love is just like a faucet
It turns off and on
Love is just like a faucet
It turns off and onSome times when you think it’s on, baby
It has turned off and gone
as well as “I Cried for You”:
I cried for you
Now it’s your turn to cry over me
Every road has a turning
That’s one thing you’re learningI cried for you
What a fool I used to beNow I’ve found two eyes
Just a little bit bluer
I’ve found a heart
Just a little bit truerI cried for you
Now it’s your turn to cry over me
In the liner notes Nat Hentoff writes:
In jazz, the music is the extension of the personality. And so it was with Billie. That’s why there is no self-pity in the singing. The personality you hear throughout these recordings was the same one Billie would manifest in a living room or just rapping outside a club. The mocking, shrewdly perceptive wit; the independence (except, alas, where men were concerned); the yearning for someone to have reason to trust; the glee at good jazz playing.