Brew reminds us that this year marks 20 years since the death of Dizzy Gillespie-one of the great souls of jazz.
Some time ago, I wrote words for every note of Dizzy's amazing 1945 solo on I Can't Get Started. I invite you all to listen and to sing along, using my lyrics. If you don't know the solo, there's a lot of notes and it's a challenge. I've tried to notate it in a way that makes sense musically. Give it a shot and try as often as you like. If you get it down, record it and send it to me and I'll gleefully post your rendition. Tell your vocalist friends.
Long live Diz.
INTRO
Someone
teach me to win;
Don’t
know how to begin;
I’m
getting desperate to capture your heart,
Won’t
believe that I can’t make you love me.
All
my dreams are of you I fear,
The
promise of your love brings me through
Days
on my own,
My
fate so unknown, depends on you alone.
Though
many days have passed I still can’t
CHORUS
Start
to prove that I love you.
Doesn’t
seem right or fair, that the
Things
I do aren’t convincing you,
You’re
all I need, don’t you believe me.
Everything
I say and I do is just to
Show
you and to convince you;
Endlessly
I search for new
Hills
to climb. Wars to win, worlds to conquer.
Flying
around the world
And
outposts I’ve charted,
Don’t
mean a damn with you,
Why
is it so,
My
exploits leave you cold?
I’m
doing it all, hoping you fall, breaking the wall, give me a call,
Telling
me you’ll always care;
And
that you’ll always be near.
You’re
still su--
BRIDGE
--preme
to me,
Lyrics
I write of you, still scheming to
See
you night and day.
I
see your face in every flower and your
Eyes
in stars that shine above.
Obsessed
with trying to possess you and caress you,
Feel
your touch so tender and loving, beautiful eyes looking into mine,
Hoping
that you’ll trust that I’m willing to share all I own and that I love you with-
My
body and soul, such a hard road.
Don’t
ever believe I would deceive or mistreat you, run you around,
Only
sounds I want to greet you with is
Joyful,
tell you that my heart’s full.
Notes
that are true and fine, listen to them,
Say
that you’ll be mine.
CODA
Remember
that it’s not what I say or I do,
But
how I feel.
Please
try to find the
Meaning
inside all the foolish things I say and do.
Open
up your heart,
Let
me get started, with you.
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2 comments:
Niiiice. Lambert, Hendricks and Ross would approve.
WF
(composer, middling jazz trombonist/euphoniumist, theorist)
Thank you! Know anyone who could handle the vocal? BTW, I have words for the background lines, too.
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