Wednesday, March 12, 2014
I guess I should start a blog or sub-blog called "How could I not know." How could I not know about Nancy Lamott. I discovered her on Jonathan Schwartz's wonderful Great American Songbook channel on WNYC on the internet. Nancy, from Midland in my home state of Michigan, was called the greatest cabaret singer since Sinatra. I can't listen to her recordings and think of her story without getting goosebumps, chills, a tear or two and all kinds of strange feelings. She had terrible health problems, had an ostomy, continued to sing through it all, was told she needed a hysterectomy. Put it off, died from cancer at 43. From her deathbed she asked her boyfriend to marry her. A priest performed the wedding 45 minutes before she died. That was ten years ago. She is still revered by many. Jonathan Schwartz ends his shows with one of her songs. How could I not know.
Posted by Clif Martin at 8:11 AM