Margo Reymundo has everything going for her: a unique voice, superior writing ability, bewitching interpretational powers, intriguing arrangements, and an extremely knowing vocal vocabulary. She's rightly being compared to Norah Jones, Jill Scott, Sade, and others, but I've a few analogues of my own that whisper even more sweetly in just as heady similes: Randy Crawford, Annie Lennox, and Astrud Gilberto. There's an inescapable latin rhythm to this singer, the good ol' bossa-samba-tango beat that proves so attractive to the ear and blood, but she ranges near and far, everywhere, for her touchstones. The trait's well covered in the title cut and elsewhere, but Reymundo has more surprises that that up her slinky sleeve.
For one, she's a brilliant interpreter. Her covers of Wrapped Around Your Finger, You Belong to Me, and Ain't No Sunshine are stunning, especially Wrapped, a breathy, erotic, eerie take on the song that Sting made a standard. Reymundo's backing band is spookily spare, all colorations and atmospheres, wrapping her enticing voice in fogs and swirls, ambient and subtle. Then the upbeat Spanish version of Carly Simon and Michael MacDonald's You Belong to Me castanets its way in, and the comparison to Randy Crawford, one of my all-time favorite female singers, is inevitable (Crawford's likewise a marvelous interpreter). Sorry, Carly, but, here, Margo's got you on your own song, as marvelous as that original was (here interpolating Mike's I Keep Forgetting as well).
The arrangements on this release are the equal of old CTI materials, Sade's hypnotizing work, Astrud Gilberto's gently propulsive fare, Stevie Wonder's prime romantic catalogue (Inner Visions, etc.), and just about anything in the genre, classic as all get out and polished like nobody's business. She certainly learned a few things from her electronica days in Evolve, her old duet group. I'm not, though, I have to admit, nuts about the mostly silly brief interludes between various songs, but the entirety of the rest of the disc is jaw-droppingly, consummately, deliciously perfect. Having just watched Sade's riveting concert DVD Lover's Live again, there could be no more appropriate follower than this CD. My Heart's Desire, thus, gets the highest possible recommendations. Take away those interludes and it's an instant flawless classic.
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