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Blossom Dearie

4.28.24 – 2.7.09

Blossom Dearie

Blossom Dearie was probably an important part of the soundtrack of my childhood. I say “probably” because it is only now that I can reflect on the irony of hearing her wry and bittersweet singing at such an early age. Albums like Blossom Sings Broadway Hit Songs, Once Upon a Summertime and My Gentleman Friend played on the family turntable in our Chicago walkup, and having never seen her on TV, she must have sounded to my 5-year-old ears like the perfect playmate-a precocious child who has decided to tell secrets about adult things she has learned way before her time.

I was such a child, often sleepless at night, learning the cues of the world from the tones of adult voices both spoken and sung. In the dark, I listened through my door to voices like Ella Fitzgerald, who gave me the company of childlike exuberance and joy, and Blossom Dearie, who gave me the company of girlish intelligence, undaunted by the disappointments and truths she’d learned about life.

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