If Stormy Weather,
James Gavin’s finely crafted biography of Lena Horne, doesn’t already
hold a place of honor in your jazz library, now’s your chance to fill
the gap with the paperback edition, published this month by Atria
Books.
It may seem difficult to detect much similarity between Lena Horne
and Gavin’s previous biographical subject, Chet Baker. Yes, both were
startlingly beautiful (a claim Horne, unlike the ravaged Baker, could
maintain until the onset, some years ago, of her fully-shuttered
reclusion). More important, as Gavin so eloquently and candidly
reveals, Horne was as much a tortured soul, as much a victim of
self-condemnation and, ultimately, as much a disappointment to the
immensity of her talent, as was Baker. Horne’s path from Greenwich
Village’s Café Society to Hollywood at the height of MGM’s dream
factory mystique, the world’s chicest night spots and, belatedly,
Broadway superstardom, plus her late-to-the-movement yet fervent
commitment to civil rights, paved the way for dozens of black
entertainers. But Horne’s disgruntlement with so much of it –
particularly what she justifiably perceived as MGM’s unwillingness to
accept her as anything more than just a warbling objet d’art (one that
could be easily excised when the films screened below the Mason-Dixon
Line), and the well-heeled whiteness of the audiences that filled her
club dates – boiled into lifelong bitterness and distrust. She was an
absentee mother, a fickle friend (except to the one true love of her
life, Billy Strayhorn, whom she openly admitted would have made the
ideal spouse, if it weren’t for his sexual orientation), an apathetic
lover and wife, and a fierce holder of grudges. Perhaps most
startlingly, she was a richly gifted singer who considered her voice
pedestrian (at least until her transition from cocktail party tunes to
grittier fare in the late ’60s). Horne devotees will surely expect a
glittering homage to their high priestess of icy sophistication.
Instead, Gavin has the guts to reveal the scars and blemishes that
Horne, like Dorian Gray, hoped would remain forever hidden behind a
beautifully fabricated façade.
Concurrent with the paperback edition of Stormy Weather comes the releases of a new collection of early-career Horne recordings. Lena Horne Sings: The M-G-M Singles
marks the first time that all 16 of Horne’s M-G-M sides from 1946-48
have been assembled on a single disc. There is a single track from
1946, featuring the 29-year-old Horne’s slinky interpretation of “Can’t
Help Lovin’ Dat Man” from the studio’s Jerome Kern showcase Till the Clouds Roll By. Bookending the set are two tracks from 1948, “Where or When” and “The Lady Is A Tramp,” performed by Horne in Words and Music, another of M-G-M’s all-star, highly fictionalized biopics, this time saluting Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart.
The remaining 13 selections are culled from two separate sessions,
held in October and December 1947 (with M-G-M, like every other record
label, scrambling to complete recordings before a strike by the
American Federation of Musicians ignited a recording ban on January 1,
1948), divided by a significant event in Horne’s life. In late October
’47, Horne set sail for her first European singing tour. Accompanying
her was M-G-M music director Lennie Hayton. The pair planned to wed,
but interracial marriages were then illegal in California so they opted
to postpone the nuptials until they reached the continent (where the
publicity glare would also be substantially dimmer). Also on board was
pianist and bandleader Luther Henderson, who would serve as Hayton’s
best man. Across the two recording sessions, Hayton and Henderson
shared conducting duties, and Henderson also played on the majority of
the tracks.
Still a relative newcomer to Hollywood, Horne sounds shy and
somewhat tentative, lending a surprisingly girlish lilt to such Tin Pan
Alley gems as “The Man I Love,” “Sometimes I’m Happy,” “I’ve Got the
World on a String” and “A Foggy Day.” Early inklings of her lifelong
admiration for Duke Ellington are clearly evident, with no fewer than
four Ellington-related tunes spanning the two sessions, including “Take
Love Easy,” “Something to Live For” (with lyrics by her beloved
Strayhorn) plus the rarely recorded “He Makes Me Believe He’s Mine” and
“Pass Me By” (written by Mercer Ellington with Hillis Walters). Most
intriguing is a noirish number called “It’s Mad, Mad, Mad!” (not to be
confused with the frantic “It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World,” written by
Mack David and Ernest Gold for the 1963 film of the same name, and
popularized by Horne). Shades of the chilled hauteur that would later
become integral to Horne’s mystique are evident as she hugs the tricky
curves of the fog-bound Artie Shaw composition.
<Lena Horne Sings: The M-G-M Singles is the latest
addition to Verve’s Hip-O Select collection of rare and historic
recordings. Complete details, including ordering information, are
available at that label's web site.
And if you happen to be in the DC area on Wednesday, May 5, you can share in a special celebration of Lena Horne at Blues Alley
(202-337-4141), hosted by James Gavin and featuring performances by two
of America’s premiere jazz vocalists, Boston’s first lady of song
Rebecca Parris and one of the Bay Area’s finest, Paula West.
Grammy-nominated pianist and music director George Mesterhazy has
crafted superb new arrangements of such Horne signature tunes as
“Honeysuckle Rose,” “As Long As I Live,” “Yesterday When I Was Young”
and, of course, “Stormy Weather.” The first set begins at 8pm; with a
second set at 10pm. Cover charge is $35.
If you’d like to share your comments about Lena Horne or have ideas
for future installments of Hearing Voices, you can reach me at
jtvocaljazz@gmail.com