Shanghai Lounge Divas

Li Xiang-Lan

Li Xiang-Lan

Between the two World Wars, Shang­hai was one of the most cos­mopoli­tan and sophis­ti­cated cities in the world. It was also one of the world’s hotspots for Jazz. The great jazz bands toured there, and there was a con­sid­er­able pool of local tal­ent. Pre-emi­nent among the local artists were the “Lounge Divas”, female singers who owed their orig­i­nal inspi­ra­tion to Amer­i­can stars like Bil­lie Hol­i­day and Bessie Smith, and to Euro­pean cabaret singers like Edith Piaf, but who qui­ckly devel­oped their own, indi­vid­ual styles. Among the great­est of these divas were Li Xiang-Lan, Bai Kwong, Chang Loo, and Chow Hsuan. All had glo­ri­ous voic­es. I recent­ly acquired a fas­ci­nat­ing 2‑cd set. The first cd has the orig­i­nal record­ings from the 1930’s. The sec­ond has mod­ern remix­es of the same songs, done up to suit the cur­rent taste for dance music in Asia. I have no objec­tion to these. The dance remix­es are per­fectly legit­i­mate, and rea­son­ably well done. But the orig­i­nals are far more inter­est­ing. They take you on an amaz­ing jour­ney to a place and era lost in dim light and a haze of cig­a­rette smoke.

A num­ber of years ago, I was walk­ing across the plaza of Toronto’s City Hall. Designed in the 1960’s by Finnish archi­tect Viljo Rev­ell, it’s a pleas­ant place, filled with skaters in the win­ter (when the orna­men­tal pond is frozen), and music con­certs in the sum­mer. On this par­tic­u­lar occ­ca­sion, a Big Band was play­ing music from the 1930’s and 1940’s. Fold­ing chairs had been set up in the plaza, and there was a rea­son­ably large crowd enjoy­ing the music. When I sat down among them, I noticed that almost every­one there was a) very old, and b) Chi­nese-Cana­di­an. I turned to a dig­ni­fied-look­ing elder­ly cou­ple, and asked them why so many Chi­nese had come to this con­cert. With a twin­kle in his eye, the man said: “This is the music of our youth. We lis­tened to this in Shang­hai, when we were just mar­ried.” Lis­ten­ing, now, to Chang Loo singing “All the Stars in the Sky”, I think I can under­stand what that twin­kle in his eye was all about.

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