The Hot Sardines
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Take a blustery brass lineup, layer it over a rhythm section led by a stride-piano virtuoso in the Fats Waller vein, and tie the whole thing together with a one-of-the-boys frontwoman whose vocals have been compared to Anita O’Day’s, and you have the Hot Sardines. (We haven’t even told you about the tap dancer yet.)
In a short time, the Hot Sardines have gone from their first gig – at a coffeeshop on the last Q train stop in Queens – to selling out Joe’s Pub three times in three months, headlining at Lincoln Center’s Midsummer Night Swing (where they played to a crowd of 6000 on Bastille Day), and opening for the Bad Plus, Lulu Gainsbourg and French gypsy-jazz artist Zaz. Through it all they’ve become regulars at the Shanghai Mermaid speakeasy and turned The Standard, where they play regularly, into their own “saloon in the sky” (The Wall Street Journal) – complete with tap dancing on the bar – honing a live persona that’s been called “unforgettably wild” and “consistently electrifying” (Popmatters).
The Sardine sound – wartime Paris via New Orleans, or the other way around – is steeped in hot jazz, salty stride piano, and the kind of music Louis Armstrong, Django Reinhardt and Waller used to make: Straight-up, foot-stomping jazz. (Literally – the band includes a tap dancer whose feet count as two members of the rhythm section). They manage to invoke the sounds of a near-century ago and stay resolutely in step with the current age. And while their roots run deep into jazz, that most American of genres, they’re intertwined with French influences via their frontwoman, who was born and raised in Paris (and writes songs in both languages).
The band was born when said Parisian (“Miz Elizabeth” Bougerol) met a stride piano player (bandleader Evan “Bibs” Palazzo) at a jam session they found on Craigslist. Above a noodle shop on Manhattan’s 49th Street, they discovered a mutual love for songs from the 1920s, ’30s and ’40s that no-one really plays anymore. Or if they play them, “they handle them with kid gloves, like pieces in a museum,” says Evan, underscoring a point the pair can’t stress enough: “This music isn’t historical artifact. It’s a living, breathing, always-evolving thing.”
Members of the Sardines collective have worked with a genre-hopping roster that includes Rufus Wainwright, Sufjan Stevens, Lauren Ambrose, Sondre Lerche, Vetiver, Of Montreal, Nicholas Payton, Kurt Elling, Branford Marsalis, the New York and Jerusalem Philharmonics, Slavic Soul Party and the Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra.
“Everything’s kind of being rewritten. And when nothing makes sense, there’s something real and satisfying about going to hear raucous jazz played in a dancehall with wooden floors and brown liquor.” – Miz Elizabeth
Take a blustery brass lineup, layer it… Read Full Bio ↴http://hotsardines.com/about/
Take a blustery brass lineup, layer it over a rhythm section led by a stride-piano virtuoso in the Fats Waller vein, and tie the whole thing together with a one-of-the-boys frontwoman whose vocals have been compared to Anita O’Day’s, and you have the Hot Sardines. (We haven’t even told you about the tap dancer yet.)
In a short time, the Hot Sardines have gone from their first gig – at a coffeeshop on the last Q train stop in Queens – to selling out Joe’s Pub three times in three months, headlining at Lincoln Center’s Midsummer Night Swing (where they played to a crowd of 6000 on Bastille Day), and opening for the Bad Plus, Lulu Gainsbourg and French gypsy-jazz artist Zaz. Through it all they’ve become regulars at the Shanghai Mermaid speakeasy and turned The Standard, where they play regularly, into their own “saloon in the sky” (The Wall Street Journal) – complete with tap dancing on the bar – honing a live persona that’s been called “unforgettably wild” and “consistently electrifying” (Popmatters).
The Sardine sound – wartime Paris via New Orleans, or the other way around – is steeped in hot jazz, salty stride piano, and the kind of music Louis Armstrong, Django Reinhardt and Waller used to make: Straight-up, foot-stomping jazz. (Literally – the band includes a tap dancer whose feet count as two members of the rhythm section). They manage to invoke the sounds of a near-century ago and stay resolutely in step with the current age. And while their roots run deep into jazz, that most American of genres, they’re intertwined with French influences via their frontwoman, who was born and raised in Paris (and writes songs in both languages).
The band was born when said Parisian (“Miz Elizabeth” Bougerol) met a stride piano player (bandleader Evan “Bibs” Palazzo) at a jam session they found on Craigslist. Above a noodle shop on Manhattan’s 49th Street, they discovered a mutual love for songs from the 1920s, ’30s and ’40s that no-one really plays anymore. Or if they play them, “they handle them with kid gloves, like pieces in a museum,” says Evan, underscoring a point the pair can’t stress enough: “This music isn’t historical artifact. It’s a living, breathing, always-evolving thing.”
Members of the Sardines collective have worked with a genre-hopping roster that includes Rufus Wainwright, Sufjan Stevens, Lauren Ambrose, Sondre Lerche, Vetiver, Of Montreal, Nicholas Payton, Kurt Elling, Branford Marsalis, the New York and Jerusalem Philharmonics, Slavic Soul Party and the Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra.
“Everything’s kind of being rewritten. And when nothing makes sense, there’s something real and satisfying about going to hear raucous jazz played in a dancehall with wooden floors and brown liquor.” – Miz Elizabeth
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The Hot Sardines Lyrics
A Ghost Of A Chance With You I need your love so badly I want you oh so…
After You've Gone Now listen honey, while I say, How could you tell me…
Baby Won't You Please Come Home I've got the blues, I feel so lonely I'd give the…
Bei Mir Bist Du Schoen Of all the boys I've known and I've known some ‘Til…
Bill Bailey Won't You Come Home Bill Baily Won't You Come Home I Cried…
Caravan Night and stars above that shine so bright The mystery of…
Crazy Rhythm Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway I'll go my way, you'll go…
Everybody Loves My Baby Everybody loves my baby but my baby don't love nobody but…
Exactly Like You I know why I've waited I know why I've been blue I…
Goin' Crazy With the Blues My head is reeling Oh what a feeling There's something hurts…
Honeysuckle Rose Every honey bee fills with jealousy When they see you out…
I Can't Give You Anything But Love Gee, but it's tough to be broke, kid. It's not a…
Jelly Roll Now little Willie Green was from New Orleans A greedy…
Keepin' out of Mischief Now Don't even go to a movie show If you're not by…
Lulu's Back in Town I gotta get my old tuxedo pressed, gotta sew a…
Medley: Comes Love (L'amour S'en Fout) Que tu m'aimes, ça te détruira Que je t'aimes, et tout…
Meet Me at the Bottom of the Bottle Meet me at the bottom, of the bottle, baby. My mind's…
Petite Fleur Si les fleurs Qui bordent les chemins Se fanaient toutes dem…
Running Wild Runnin' wild, lost control Runnin' wild, mighty bold Feelin'…
Some of These Days Some of these days You're gonna miss me baby. Some of these…
Sweet Pea Sweet pea, look at me Prettiest girl I've ever seen Sweet pe…
Wake Up In Paris I want to wake up in Paris As the city greets…
Zazou Que mon cœur chavire Pas grand chose à dire Zazou, c'est vou…