Before Ingrid Michaelson became a household name she was just another girl in the chorus at Binghamton University. Our stints there overlapped by one year, and oh for the days I used to see her perform in front of 10 people for a five-dollar cover charge.<\/p>\n
Ingrid’s got a new release out today, “new” for completists such as myself. It’s been fun going through the 17 tracks on\u00a0Songs for the Season<\/em> (Deluxe Edition) figuring out which ones I’d heard before and which actually were new. Two out seventeen fit the latter category, but even two new tracks are like “Happy, Happy Christmas” for this guy.<\/p>\n For years I’ve used the phrase “ballpark singer” as a moniker of admiration reserved for a select set of vocalists. Tony Bennett, Dean Martin, Nat King Cole. These are ballpark singers. That is, they are in the same\u00a0ballpark<\/em> as the master of them all, one Francis Albert Sinatra.<\/p>\n Ingrid Michaelson? I’m opening the gates to the stadium.<\/p>\n From Binghamton to the ballpark.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Before Ingrid Michaelson became a household name she was just another girl in the chorus at Binghamton University. Our stints there overlapped by one year, and oh for the days I used to see her perform in front of 10 … Continue reading