Like a fine meal is topped off with a Cognac. A great jazz trio ascends into the sublime with the addition of a lady who knows her way around a tune. Ella did it with Joe Pass, (for a start). The Joe Hurt Trio becomes the Joe Hurt Orchestra with the addition of Lisa McClowry. Who needs a sax player, when her voice can scale a building in a single cadenza? No horn could ever blow sweet and low as Lisa does when she wraps her honeyed, husky tones around a ballad.
Yes, you may have seen her take a rock turn or two in the clubs; or spied her name on the credits of more than a few movies. She may have sung at your wedding. You've probably unwittingly cursed her for sticking an advertising jingle melody deep into your noggin, but that's just how good she is. She's a Jill of all trades, and doggone, if she isn't master of all.
She's studied with the best-but it may be gilding the lily. You have to have been born with the heart and soul of a singer to make music like this, and she's lucky...strike that...we're lucky that she hooked up with three other cats whom were born with the heart and soul to master their individual instruments.
A smoldering redhead with a slim (but perfect) frame melting songs down to their emotional elements, or playing it so cool, that the notes seem to hover in the air. It's a cliché, but there ain't any better way to say that it just doesn't get any better than that.