Linnzi Zaorski

Linnzi Zaorski


Linnzi Zaorski envelopes you with a sound reminiscient of Billie Holliday and Ella Fitzegerald yet she has the distinct ability to sing songs and make them her own.


Traditional jazz will always underpin the musical landscape of New Orleans. An infinite number of names have taken up the task of breathing new life into the old standards. The better of these end up in figurative lights for various reasons: vigorous energy, impeccable musicality, but the most effective catapult to the top of the marquee might be the ability to make the old songs sing with an entirely new voice. That is exactly the compliment I would pay to Linnzi Zaorski. Her voice is perfectly suited to the material she covers, not a copycat of former jazz divas, but smirking with a new confidence born of the deep understanding and respect of singing the music you love in your own way.

She’ll never be the genuine article, but it’s only because of her temporally restrictive birthdate. But it’s not entirely accurate to say that she’s contemporary. The sounds you would hear when she plays the Spotted Cat with Delta Royale you couldn’t find anywhere aside from what you might dig up after a whole day spent sifting through ten cent record crates. Her presence transforms the candle-lit dive into a swank hotel lounge with cut crystal chandeliers from half a century ago, a voice sparkling like a Royal Street window that overflows with costume jewelry, spilling light onto everything around it. It’s captivating the way she sings, showing you the beauty of things you’ve heard before, but somehow made new again through her presentation. The sound of her voice bubbles up like an artesian spring connected to the ancient aquifer where jazz was born. It’s not a voice that could have been trained to sound that way, but rather a gift of song carefully cultivated to become the epitome of iteslf.

That personal confidence is what I find most attractive about Linnzi as a songbird. Her album with Delta Royale is a testament to her ability and consistency. It takes plain old guts to put out an album that intermingles live and studio material. Thanks in part to the sonic mixing of Andrew Gilchrist at the Truck Farm, the album plays beautifully. Every track is stamped with her unique style, and the tracklisting itself tells volumes about her taste, that all important quality that can never be forced or pinned down. You won’t hear Hoagy Carmichael’s “Rocking Chair” the same way after you’ve heard Linnzi demand you “fetch her that gin boy or she’s gonna tan your hide.” It’s a brave tracklisting as well, tackling standards on pedestals and turning songs many would classify as reproachable into approachable.

I return again to confidence, because it adds so much to her appeal as an artist instead of her simply being another vocalist (just bear with me here if you’re one of those people that can’t see people that perform the material of others as “artists”). It’s evident in every note she sings that she’s got more going for her than musical ability and control. She’s got style, and she knows it. She’s got the difference between visiting a club to hear some good music and following an individual because they have personality as an artist. She’s traditional enough to satisfy the serious audiophiles and contemporary enough for people to take notice of her as something new to watch. Her cleanly sparkling voice needs the rich material she finds in traditional jazz, and through those standards, the full spectrum of her style is refracted in a brilliant rainbow.

- Ian Kramar, Fox 8 News


Linnzi Zaorski & Delta Royal (2003)

Set List

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
Bi Mir Bist Du Schon
Foolin' Myself
Me, Myself and I
The Way You Look Tonight
Rockin' Chair
Mean to Me
Lullaby of Birdland
Don't Be That Way
What A Little Moonlight Can Do
I'm Gonna Lock My Heart and throw Away The Key
Our Love is Here To Stay
Stars Fell On Alabama
Why Was I Born?
Dream A Little Dream
It Don't Mean A Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing)
Nice Work If You can Get It
How Deep Is The Ocean
Fine And Mellow
This Can't be Love
I Can't Give You Anything But Love
All Of Me
If You're a Viper
If You Were Mine
You Turned the Tables on Me
Ain't Misbehavin'
'Deed I Do
Easy To Love
If I Could be With You
Lover Come Back To Me
Back In Your Own Backyard