Word: scats
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...songs "have made the rounds of the pop singers and the jazz bands and now turn up, very much at home, translated into French. Christiane LeGrand, the French soprano soloist of the Swingle Singers, tries to keep it sweet and simple but breaks into a bit of high-spirited scat singing in Un P'tit Morceau de Sucre and sounds, as they say in Paris, supercalifragilisticexpidelilicieux...
...noisy jeering came from the Tory benches. Trying to make himself heard between outbursts ("Resign! Resign!") of up to 20 minutes' duration, the Prime Minister dismissed Sir Alec as a "scat singer,"* blamed Britain's economic squeeze on the "irresponsibility" of the former administration. And, he warned, the squeeze was going to get worse. With that, he announced bitter news for the aircraft industry: cancellation of two major contracts for military planes, which the government decided were too expensive and would take too long to build. Britain could buy the planes more cheaply from the U.S., Wilson said...
ANYONE FOR MOZART? (Philips). The Swingle Singers, having made J. S. Bach a belated bestseller by scat-singing him (Bach's Greatest Hits), have tried to do the same by Mozart (Sonata No. 15, Eine Kleine Nachtmusik). Unfortunately, young Mozart never was as cool a swinger as the Old Wig, and the babaladelahs sound emptier festooning his classical melodies...
JAZZ: Big Band and Quartet in Concert (Columbia) shows off nine virtuosos, playing Monk, with Monk, at Philharmonic Hall. Dizzy Gillespie and the Double Six of Paris (Philips) combine acrobatic trumpeting and exhilarating scat singing, while on the dreamier side, there's Getz/Gilberto (Verve), the record that introduced the girl from Impanema. Coltrane's Sound (Atlantic) sounds great...
...chair professor of the art of scat singing, wherein a singer abandons comprehensible lyrics in the middle of a song, and she can scoodee-oo-da for 800 bars without running out of fresh gibberish. For added sparks, she tosses in little shards of the classics, such as, say, a bit of the William Tell Overture. Then suddenly she turns to a robust fragment of Did You Ever...