"If Denise Mangiardi‘s Brown Book comes off as far more ambitious than the average release from a jazz singer, that’s because Mangiardi is far more than just a singer. She’s a composer, arranger and musician, and she’s been doing this for many years–Brown Book, in fact, is her seventh album. Instead of using a small jazz ensemble or even a big band, Denise Mangiardi employs the Slovak National Symphony Orchestra that, like Calabria Foti, takes you back to the ’50s and ’60s when people like Nelson Riddle and Henry Mancini were the rock stars of their day."
Mark Phillips The Vinyl Anachronist  April 8th 2020

07 Castle In The Sky

06 Ugly Beauty

05 Horn Song

04 Day Time Kind Of Girl

03 Brown Book

02 The Exchange

01 Soundscape 1

Letting Go

Down to the ashes, down I fall…  
Systems broken, shadows call…  

I descend to the thighs of ruins,  
Through the cinder of fractured systems.  
I drink the heat of dying flame,  
Leap into air, unbound, unnamed…  
With closed eyes…  

To strike dissolution’s hand,  
In the curves where matter bends…  

Shall I break the entropy of my form?  
Shall I break the entropy of my form, my form?  
Or crown the chaos as my vow,  
The entropy I serve is now…  

I will enter the fingers of disorder,  
With the rigor of frozen equations.  
Through every law, through every loss,  
My body bends, my body caught.  

To strike dissolution’s hand,  
In the curves where matter bends…  

Shall I break the entropy of my form?  
Shall I break the entropy of my form, my form?  
Or crown the chaos as my vow,  
The entropy I serve is now…  

What if I wed entropy?  
What if I circle entropy?  
What if I tame entropy?  
What if I master entropy?  

Entropy… entropy… entropy…  
I break, I bind, I breathe… entropy.  
Entropy… entropy… entropy…  
My body’s vow, my only creed…  

Entropy…  
Entropy…  
Entropy…  

Entropy (Baroque Pop reload)

Mmm… ohhh…  
Like a shadow dressed in light, he arrives tonight  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
Shining in silence, defying translation  
Velvet and silver, a figure defined  
I try to explain it, but words fall behind  

Every glance feels like eclipse  
Every breath a secret slip  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Velvet horizon, a skyline in shade  
He moves through the ballroom, the silence obeys  
Every reflection bends under his gaze  
A mystery framed in a luminous haze  

Every step becomes design  
Every silence feels divine  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Golden halos, shadows fall  
Every eye obeys the call  
Velvet dark and silver flame  
Every soul will know his name  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Mmm… fashion eclipse…  
He is the star… tonight…  

Fashion Eclipse (Chamber Pop reload)

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