The lovely Diana Krall, shown above in a picture from her official website, returns for her twelfth album. I have to admit that I’m a sucker for blondes in strapless evening gowns, and Diana looks particularly nice here.
Some over at Amazon have criticized her for being too breathy, and that’s true to some extent. The songs are more quiet ballads as opposed to the jazzier albums such as Stepping Out or All For You.
For some reason the gender referred to in I’ve grown accustomed to her face and The Girl From Ipanema has been switched. We now get His Face and The Boy From Ipanema. Diana’s I’ve Grown Accustomed to His Face is, in keeping with the theme of the CD, more quiet and more of a late night mood piece than the show version sung by Rex Harrison in My Fair Lady. The Girl From Ipanema is usually bouncier. Stan Getz has a version that is pretty lively. Diana’s version, again, is more of a late night song, than one of afternoon frivolity and yearning.
Some may not care for the versions of well known songs here. The string section is fairly prominent, and the use of strings in jazz does seem to be somewhat problematic. Charlie Parker’s album with a string orchestra is certainly one of his least memorable albums.
If the caveats about strings, and the late night, reflective mood are kept in mind, this should prove a satisfying album for the Diana Krall fan.