Lanza’s so perfect description of emotions in this wonderful rendering reminds me of a scene from his Great Caruso movie : When Caruso is chided for keeping his hands in his pocket on stage, he replies that he knows this man he is portraying and he will keep his hands in his pocket whether the diamond horseshoe likes it or not! Well, I know the subject of this song as well. A man jilted through no fault of his own. Lanza takes you through the roller coaster ride of emotions from the high of “love was grand when love was new” to the cold finality of the new reality. I can almost feel a shiver up my spine when he sings the word “cold”. His singing may not be flawless here but no other singer even comes to this wonderful vocal portrait. I may be alone on this but I have to give this work my first “masterpiece” rating.
One Alone is a very tough analysis for me since I love the song itself so much. Also, it is difficult not to be moved by the Lanza enthusiasm and joy….even in face of the lack of resonance on some of the notes. Yet, if it so flawed, why do I continue to come back to it so often? I still give it a “very good” in spite of its “white notes” …and I admit to some bias here. P.S. Has any other tenor recorded this typically baritone song?
"[My partner and I] were listening to Mario's very last recording, The
Desert Song. What stood out for both of us was the sheer brilliance of
Judith Raskin's voice, the beautiful phrasing and excellent sound
(this is the RCA CD). I thought that yes, the sound on the recordings
Raskin made in New York is superior to the tracks recorded by Mario in
Rome, and yes, Callinicos' conducting is abominable, but ultimately we
are witnessing a giant struggling against his ailing body and still
managing to somehow deliver the goods."We were both using earphones, and halfway through listening to One
Alone we turned to look at each other, tears running down our cheeks,
and I thought: what the hell, bad recording, bad conducting, ailing
Mario; all this pales into insignificance when the artist is able to
move you to this extent."This, indeed, is the mark of greatness."
Cheers, Derek
The Thrill is Gone is not a great song and yet it’s one of many that I think only Lanza had the ability not only to pull off but to actually sound convincing in, such was his total identification with the lyrics. As Joe wrote, you can actually feel the chill as he sings the nights are cold, or the resignation on the line, the thrill is gone.
I have little to say about the 1952 One Alone except that the whole thing is uneven and Lanza’s voice is both back and forced.
The 1959 One Alone is an entirely different matter, but there’s no escaping the fact that regardless of the superior rendition this is a tired voice that bears the punishment that his owner had inflicted upon himself over the years.
Nevertheless, it’s a tremendously moving performance of a beautiful song.
I gave the following ratings 1) Good, 2) Poor, 3) Very good