Judy Campbell, Chelsea Arts Club,'If Love Were All'

[BigBandHeaven]

A very moving performance of this great song. Thanks for posting this.

[catherinenicolson]

Thankyou for watching! Judy was unforgettable. She also toured with Noel Coward during WW II, so had a great insight into his material. I've put her 'A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square', which she was the very first singer to perform, on Youtube too - the soundtrack has subsequently gone out of synch with the visuals, but Judy's quality still shows through. I hope to upload a replacement version of this, her 'signature' song, which lifted everyone's spirits in wartime London.

[Ramanujan88]

how beautiful! I love how she speaks to sing. all the more seeping and bending are the words and her voice. yes, Jane does that too. They are different, though they reflect each other. Would have loved to been an audiance member to appluad Judy (am one now from the other side).

[Ramanujan88]

the final part of the poem:

Promise me the stars will not forget what

they have seen...

and promise me you won't forget

that dusty rose that grew from

clumsy roots around your heart.

Much Love to you Judy...

[Ramanujan88]

the poem (CON'D)....

Promise me a second of your thoughts,

one distant day, when I am cold and clammy,

bruised and bloody, lost beneath the waves.

Promise me the joy of crying in your name -

Promise me you'll hold me when I fade into

that night that never wakes.

Be there when my last tomorrow breaks,

and when she sets, and in your arms.

In dreams regret can play no part. O Lord!

[Ramanujan88]

i'm quoting her grandson, Anno for her:

Tomorrow saps my strength before she dawns,

as you're not there - you're not born of her reflection,

and the cynic in my stomach knows you never will be.

Should I die here - in this ecstasy of dreams?

Frozen blue/green diamonds in my thoughts,

Make me a promise that you will not fade,

and promise me you won't forget my name,

and what I have within my chest for you.

[Gresaaa]

@Ramanujan88 I remember the reading of that in the Lost Boys documentary, it was so beautifully read, almost too beautiful.