Kid Blue - Louise Goffin
Oh My God (feat. Van Dyke Parks)
Chapter DAUGHTERS OF-.
There’s no need to specify whose daughter she is, both by surname and because she is the spitting image of her mother.
She resembles her in voice as well, and in her debut album (recorded as a teenager), there was some effort to emphasize this resemblance.
As much as possible, because that album was actually closer to certain AOR than to her mother's "classic" style.
The production and the involvement of certain names (Steve Lukather, David Paich, Mike Porcaro) speak for themselves. But it was a nice album for a nineteen-year-old who, with the right - inevitable - connections, should have made a certain career.
However, I later deduced that she likely didn’t care about becoming the new Pat Benatar or the new Stevie Nicks of the '80s, and I would say: fortunately.
So, few (relatively) albums in over forty years of activity, always away from the limelight, a few appearances opening for her mother’s concerts, zero opportunistic maneuvers to live off past glories.
Until the latest album, self-produced and self-promoted through her Facebook page, with a cover that is an old drawing by a certain Joni Mitchell, a family friend.
Among others, a piece orchestrated by a certain Van Dyke Parks, also a family friend, who doesn’t even have a Facebook page.
Oh My God (feat. Van Dyke Parks)
Chapter DAUGHTERS OF-.
There’s no need to specify whose daughter she is, both by surname and because she is the spitting image of her mother.
She resembles her in voice as well, and in her debut album (recorded as a teenager), there was some effort to emphasize this resemblance.
As much as possible, because that album was actually closer to certain AOR than to her mother's "classic" style.
The production and the involvement of certain names (Steve Lukather, David Paich, Mike Porcaro) speak for themselves. But it was a nice album for a nineteen-year-old who, with the right - inevitable - connections, should have made a certain career.
However, I later deduced that she likely didn’t care about becoming the new Pat Benatar or the new Stevie Nicks of the '80s, and I would say: fortunately.
So, few (relatively) albums in over forty years of activity, always away from the limelight, a few appearances opening for her mother’s concerts, zero opportunistic maneuvers to live off past glories.
Until the latest album, self-produced and self-promoted through her Facebook page, with a cover that is an old drawing by a certain Joni Mitchell, a family friend.
Among others, a piece orchestrated by a certain Van Dyke Parks, also a family friend, who doesn’t even have a Facebook page.
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