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Whereas Veronica Swift’s 2019 Mack Avenue Records debut, Confessions, contained songs that played out like pages from her personal diary, on the captivating follow-up, This Bitter Earth, she flips by crafting an ingenious song cycle that tackles sexism (“How Lovely to Be a Woman”), domestic abuse (“He Hit Me”), environmental issues, racism, xenophobia (“You Have To Be Carefully Taught”), and the dangers of fake news (“The Sports Page”). The singer-songwriter gathered material that covers multiple genres, including jazz, American musicals, and contemporary indie-rock fortifying her position as a leading force in genre-bending song presentation.
“I want this album have two separate approaches,” states Swift. "I wanted to start with women’s place in society now and how it's changing. During the second half, I wanted to address other ailments in the world, whether it’s racism or fake news. But I don’t take any political stances. I’m very clear with my audience that as an artist I just want to address certain issues as an outsider looking in.”
At just 25 years old, Veronica Swift has built a résumé that even many late-career jazz singers would envy: tours as a featured vocalist with Wynton Marsalis and the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra and Chris Botti; a guest collaboration with Michael Feinstein; engagements at A-list clubs like Birdland, Jazz Standard, Dizzy’s Club and Jazz Showcase; gigs at top festivals including Monterey, Montreal and Telluride, where she’s headlined. She began performing with her musician parents, the late pianist Hod O’Brien and the singer/educator/author Stephanie Nakasian, as a child, and in 2015 she earned second place in the Thelonious Monk International Jazz Vocals Competition, the most prestigious contest in the art form. In other words, her command of the vocal-jazz tradition is astounding.
Now comes Confessions, Swift’s first effort for Mack Avenue Records and her proper breakout debut. On the album, alternately accompanied by Benny Green and Emmet Cohen, two of the finest jazz pianists of their respective generations, Swift showcases the powerfully expressive, deliciously evocative voice that’s garnered her so many distinguished opportunities. But there’s more – some X-factors that, in their stealthy way, make Confessions smarter, riskier and altogether deeper than even the most stellar Songbook record.
For Swift, it starts with the tunes. What she’s looking for is an inspired narrative – the kind of story-songs she can use to mend her own wounds, to connect with the shared humanity in her audience and to remind listeners that perseverance leads to healing. “You’re carrying this heavy burden of something you’ve experienced,” she begins, “and how are you going to unload it? With music.” The trick, Swift explains, is to “share your story without getting too personal about it.”
The result of Swift’s concept is a 12-track program filled with oft-overlooked gems that hold a special yet adaptable meaning in the young singer’s life. On André and Dory Previn’s “You’re Gonna Hear From Me,” she offers a swinging, self-empowered declaration, tapping into her own early experiences in New York and on the road. Clay Boland and Moe Jaffe’s “Gypsy in My Soul” pays homage to Swift’s Hungarian Gypsy roots.
The always hilarious “I’m Hip,” written by Dave Frishberg and Bob Dorough – whom Swift says was like an uncle growing up – takes Swift back to her early days on the New York City scene, when she was meeting all the heavy cats and doing her best just to hang on and find her wavelength. Elsewhere, on cuts like the Previns’ “Forget About the Boy,” the Harry Tobias/Roy Ingraham number “No Regrets,” Swift’s own “I Hope She Makes You Happy” and an ingenious melding of Mel Tormé’s “A Stranger in Town” and Victor Schertzinger’s “I Don’t Wanna Cry Anymore,” Swift stares down heartbreak.
But perhaps the most stunning, heartrending piece here is Swift’s medley of sorts combining the Arthur Schwartz/Howard Dietz song “Confession” with Jessie Mae Robinson and Nina Simone’s “The Other Woman.” “When I look at songs,” Swift explains, “I think, ‘What’s act one and what’s act two?’” She saw these two numbers as explorations of the same character, crafted using similar strategies; the lyricists reveal their characters’ truths via sly, graceful twists in the story. Still, the perspectives crisscross in unresolved ways that allow for plenty of interpretation and self-reflection.
Just as Swift is able to use her research and taste to shine a light on undervalued songsmiths, her voice evokes singers beyond the usual triptych of Ella, Sarah and Billie (though she conjures them up plenty, too). Instead, her touchstones stretch further back and look between the cracks to include stylists like Peggy Lee, Dinah Washington, June Christy, Connee Boswell, Ethel Waters, Mildred Bailey and, especially, Anita O’Day, whose elegant moxie permeates Confessions. Like O’Day, Swift is also a musician-first kind of leader and arranger, who immerses herself into her accompaniment and lets her players stretch out. With personnel like this, we should feel thankful she does. Green’s band includes bassist David Wong and drummer Carl Allen, and Cohen’s trio features bassist Russell Hall and drummer Kyle Poole.
Of course, Swift’s most profound influence has been her brilliant parents. Her father’s credits include Chet Baker, Art Farmer and Donald Byrd, and her mother has released 10 albums as a leader in addition to her longstanding work in education. Surprisingly, Swift’s upbringing was business as usual. She was raised on a cow farm in Charlottesville, Virginia, attending public school, becoming interested in classical music and, later, jazz and rock, and having a healthy, well-rounded childhood she continues to cherish today.
“I just had this extra thing that the other kids didn’t have,” she says, “which was, on the weekends, ‘I’m going on a trip with mom and dad and they’re gonna play a show.’” She was the little kid backstage with the coloring book, she remembers, “listening but not listening. But all the information is going in there.” When she’d get tired at a venue where there was no proper backstage area, she’d sometimes climb into an upright bass case and take a nap. Throughout it all, her parents were influences of humility and quiet strength. “They’re two of the most selfless musicians,” Swift says. “Watching my mom perform, she’s always been this nurturing energy. I look at myself when I’m singing and say, ‘Am I maintaining that?’”
Before the Monk Competition took place in Los Angeles in 2015, Swift had been traversing a very trying time, personally. She’d been notified about her father’s cancer diagnosis and was experiencing frustrations with music school (that had inspired her, in part, to write an ambitious metal-tinged rock opera), so she went into the competition with greater concerns and consequently put less pressure on herself. “Which, I think, is why I did so well, because I approached it from a natural, grounded place,” she says. “I was like, ‘I’m just gonna go sing and make good music and meet good people.’ There was no stigma about competition.”
In the end it was the competition, which boasts a high media profile and benchmark for success, that spurred Swift on toward the career she enjoys today. “After that, I said, ‘Maybe I really should do this,’” she recalls.
She continues to forge ahead in her creative pursuits, writing new music and architecting new ways to match her incredible technique, from ballad-singing to scatting, with choice repertoire and expert bandleading. But Confessions is a masterful document of her current moment, a beautifully crafted business card for her far-reaching skillset.
“It presents a story of my history and why I play this music,” she says. “But what I really hope people get out of this record is that no matter what happens, just stay focused, stay on your course and everything will turn out OK. Because if there’s anything I’ve learned from playing music, it’s that.”
It presents a story of my history and why I play this music
This rising vocalist is following the family path—while exploring her own style.
The new album by self-assured 25-year-old jazz singer Veronica Swift begins with an auspicious announcement of sorts: “I may be unknown, but wait till I’ve flown,” she confides over a delicate, insinuating piano introduction. “You’re gonna hear from me.”
A born be-bopper, it's literally impossible not to love the energy that 25 year old Veronica Swift brings to her game. Soulfully infused with an infectious passion for jazz past and future, she is building a grand foundation for a long and colorful career, guaranteeing plenty of great performances and listenings along the way.
Swift has just turned 25 and has already had a full and important career to which other performers would aspire. Confession, her latest album and Mack Avenue debut is due out at the end of August, with pianists Benny Green and Emmet Cohen’s trios.