Ella Fitzgerald Sings The Johnny Mercer Song Book


Ella Fitzgerald Sings the Johnny Mercer Song Book is a 1964 studio album by the American jazz singer Ella Fitzgerald, with the Nelson Riddle Orchestra, focusing on the songs of Johnny Mercer. It was recorded in Los Angeles, California. This is Fitzgerald's fifth and final collaboration with Riddle during her years on the Verve label.

The album is notable as Fitzgerald's only songbook to concentrate on the work of a lyricist. Riddle's lush arrangements interact most beautifully with Fitzgerald on ballads like "Midnight Sun" and "Skylark". Fitzgerald's impeccable swing is most evident on "Something's Gotta Give" and "Too Marvelous for Words".

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Ella Fitzgerald Sings The Johnny Mercer Song Book - Personnel
... Recorded October 19–21, 1964 at Radio Recorders Studio 10-H, Hollywood Ella Fitzgerald - Vocals Nelson Riddle, arranger and conductor Paul Smith on piano Plas Johnson on tenor sax Willie Smith ...

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