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Brazilian Exports

Here's a little sample from a LIVE set of Brazilian tunes we played at The Performance Space last week. I am loving working on this repetoire, so tender, sweet and sad with beautiful melodies and gentle rhythms. The sounds coming from Jesse Vernier's guitar are an inspiration. We've got some  Portuguese  tunes in the pipeline, too.  Subtle, rich and romantic this is my first guitar/vocal duo endeavor. I hope you like this material on us. Jesse and I are looking to Samba our way into Summer offering private house concerts, gallery events and dinner music programs from LA to Santa Fe.

Up Jumped Spring!

Click picture for tickets Romantic Duets for voice and guitar in celebration of spring. Cords & Strings' award-winning actor/singer Lisa Keating and virtuoso guitarist Jesse Vernier deliver an evening of love songs in this elegant offering. Keating and Vernier take on the vast songbooks of American and Latin Jazz and soaring movie scores with a classical approach. Join us for an evening of world-class entertainment at The Performance Space in Eldorado at Santa Fe. Tickets are $20. Come early and enjoy dinner at La Plancha across the way or Arable across the street. Or stay late and raise a glass at Santa Fe Brewing Company's Eldorado Taphouse. Tickets: $20  DATE AND TIME Wed, March 21, 2018 7:00 PM – 9:00 PM MDT Add to Calendar LOCATION The Performance Space 7 Caliente Rd. Santa Fe, NM 87508 View Map Brought to you in part by The Teabag Project , creating world peace through inner peace, one cup of tea at a time.

Don't Cry For Me Argentina

Any Evita fans out there? Here's a live recording of Don't Cry For Me Argentina with voice and guitar. I first saw Evita in San Francisco. I found the production to be extremely moving, stirring something deep inside of my heart. Eva Perone was not on my radar in any way, in fact I hadn't even heard of Evita. When the show began, I whispered to my Mother that it reminded me of Jesus Christ Super Star. She whispered back, "I think it's by the same guys." I shrugged ignorantly. As I sat next to my Mother in the audience, I found myself sobbing quietly there in the dark. The story of a girl who rose above poverty and obscurity transcending humble beginnings with sheer will and ambition struck a chord with me. Ill equipped to handle the vocal challenges of the score at the time, I didn't care. I couldn't help myself. Privately, I sang along with Elaine Page until I knew every breath on the London Cast album. It's so interesting to come back to