
When I listened to Madeleine Peyroux's debut record, Dreamland, on Atlantic Records, I got the definite impression of the fragile jazz singer who lives (barely) to sing, finding the rest of life such a burden. Reading her press with the constant comparisons to Billie Holiday, I had my suspicions confirmed. But when I actually talked to her, I realized I had been sold a bill of goods. Madeleine Peyroux is actually a no-nonsense kind of gal with a husky voice who has put in plenty of road time. And as any female singer can tell you, traveling with male musicians is much like traveling with a basketball team.
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