Vocalist Densil Pinnock
and guitarist Bill Coon almost stumped me. On first listening to Mona
Lisa, I couldn't decide if I liked it or not. The first word that
came to mind was pleasant, and over many listenings, it was the only
word I could think of. But the more I listened, the more I felt
something was missing.
Many influences are
present in Pinnock's voice, the most obvious being that of Nat King
Cole. Montréal-based Pinnock has chosen several numbers
associated with the Cole trio; Is You Is or Is You Ain't My Baby,
Mona Lisa, and When I Take My Sugar to Tea. However,
the Cole influence goes too far. It is one thing to choose material
from Cole's songbook, but in the absence of something unique, the
material is mere imitation.
On the positive
side, there is a personality to Pinnock's vocals that can be
captivating. Listening to his diction, I could picture an animated
face crafting each syllable deliberately to perfection, sleek and
elegant. And though it is hard to find flaw in the sound of his voice,
one feels that a little character would not go amiss.
The most unique track
is the calypso Mama looks a Boo Boo. Pinnock adopts a
Caribbean accent and Coon provides a sensitive accompaniment. When
I Take My Sugar to Tea features a Pinnock solo on simulated
trumpet. A neat effect, and, after 11 tracks of the same sound, was a
nice change of timbre. Guitar overdubbing on Temptation
contributed to a captivating arrangement - for me, the best track on
the record.
From a
musician's point of view, Bill Coon is a wonderful accompanist. He
proves his facility on the instrument when required, but for the most
part, is subtle in style and execution. The tunes that are arranged
sound great, and the guitar parts are near-perfect for this setting.
As for the sound?
Wonderful! Producer Mat Barber allows the intimacy of this duo to
shine. The clarity of the sound is beautiful, allowing both performers
to sparkle jewel-like.
After a great deal of
thought, I finally decided what was missing from this disc - plain old
heart-on-sleeve emotion. Pinnock doesn't get into the heart of the
lyrics he sings. The Bergmans' lyric of You Must Believe in Spring
has to be felt in the singer's soul - Pinnock seems incapable. He
rushes through without thoughtfulness or poetry, a vocal exercise the
shallow result. Compare the Tony Bennett/Bill Evans duo recording of
this tune. In the hands of a true master, the lyric is mesmerizing.
Pinnock's version is little more than time consuming.
As I listened to Mona
Lisa, I found myself pulling out some Nat King Cole albums to make
comparisons. And quite frankly, I left Nat's records on.
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