|  | A blinding light glares 
              down from above, piercing through the shadows on the stage and ricocheting 
              off the forehead of the woman who is about to burst into song. Her 
              fingers alight on the piano : ebony and ivory, black and white keys, 
              African trance and European harmony, the flip side of the American 
              dream, a sublime moment of a universal music... Dazzled, the audience is 
              spellbound. People slip silently into the last available seats. Tonight, like every night, 
              Liz Mc Comb has worked her charm. In the space of a few minutes, 
              each member of the public becomes a child once again ; their inhibitions 
              gone, they clap in rhythm, smile without restraint, shed tears without 
              bitterness. The music is everywhere, flowing irresistibly, like 
              a current unleashed from Johann Sebastian Bach to Jimi Hendrix, 
              sweeping everything up in the "Love Supreme" celebrated 
              by John Coltrane. Liz Mc Comb sings Gospel 
              : not catechism, but Gospel with a capital G, religion in the true 
              meaning of the term, by which all beings are United... Cast into the New World, 
              the uprooted descendents of Africa breathed back into Christianity 
              all the passion it had been lacking since the Middle Ages. From 
              blues to rap by way of soul music, spirituals and gospel songs forged 
              the identity of the "African-American" people, and paved 
              the way for the explosion of rock'n'roll. Elvis Presley, Little 
              Richard, Ray Charles, Otis Redding, James Brown, Aretha Franklin, 
              Sam Cooke, Marvin Gaye, Prince and so many others learned to sing 
              while sitting in church pews... A pastor's daughter, Liz 
              Mc Comb is a rock star in spite of herself. Alone, or accompanied 
              by her bassist-guitarist Titus Williams, she swings from Nina Simone's 
              tragic accents to Tina Turner's frenetic exuberance. Each syllable 
              is an invitation to dance, in its most exalted state. However, Liz has the faith 
              of a true believer : faith in the adorable little girl who at the 
              age of 3 already had the congregation of the Cleveland Pentecostal 
              Church eating out of her hand. Her repertoire is as personal as 
              it is traditional : in her own inimitable style, with instinctive 
              and exquisite taste, she remodels Gospel "classics", those 
              ageless canticles by forgotten or little-known composers that on 
              Sunday mornings still work their magic with the American people. Because today Gospel, the 
              equal of rap and country, is the liveliest and most popular music 
              in America. Top-selling Gospel titles reach millions, and Europe 
              still has much to learn about this fabulous heritage. Liz Mc Comb has become Gospel's 
              finest Ambassador, worthy of those who preceded her : Sister Rosetta 
              Tharpe, Mahalia Jackson, Marion Williams, Bessie Griffin... Like her illustrious elders, 
              Liz is a vocal phenomenon, a self-taught virtuoso whose stunning 
              technique is always transcended by pure emotion. This album, recorded "live", 
              makes her recent European concert tour available to all, a tour 
              that took her from Paris celebrated Théâtre des Champs Elysées to 
              Lyon's Opera House by way of an overwhelming appearance at the prestigious 
              Midem. Liz reaches out to every 
              audience as if it were the close-knit community of her local Ohio 
              church. Every evening, the concert unfolds like an immutable and 
              unpredictable ceremony, an ancestral ritual as contemporary as any 
              rock concert. An ultimate offering that is worlds removed from ordinary 
              entertainment. And does it matter whether she is adressing God or 
              merely the senses ? Her voice, authentic and 
              generous, seems to merge from the depths of time, taking us on an 
              unforgettable journey. Gérald 
              Arnaud (translation Jerome Reese) |