# A Night of Women, Voices and Jazz Memory in Central Park: Samara Joy and Christian McBride at Summerstage: Videos, Photos

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- Published: 2026-09-10T05:00:22+01:00
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**There are evenings when jazz feels less like a concert than a conversation across
generations. Under the open sky of Central Park, with New York breathing around 
the SummerStage and the city lights beginning to shimmer beyond the trees, music
became a meeting place for women whose voices have shaped the language of jazz, 
and for a new generation of artists carrying that language somewhere beautifully
unexpected.**

After a day that had threatened repeatedly to surrender to rain, the clouds finally
withdrew. The air remained touched by the freshness of the weather, but the stage
was dry, the audience gathered, and the night belonged to music.

At the center of the evening stood Samara Joy, one of the most compelling young 
voices to emerge into jazz’s contemporary mainstream. Her presence carried a particularly
meaningful resonance: she is an artist of the Verve generation, while the spirit
of Ella Fitzgerald—the label’s defining vocal legend through its formative decades—
has long occupied an important place in her musical imagination.

![Samara Joy and Christian McBride Trio perform at SummerStage](https://encrypted-
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But this was not an evening of imitation. Samara Joy approached the great women 
who came before her not as monuments to be reproduced, but as voices with whom she
could enter into dialogue.

That distinction was essential. Her Fitzgerald was not an exercise in museum-like
preservation. It was alive, supple and rhythmically alert. In “You’d Be So Easy 
to Love,” Joy seemed to float above Christian McBride’s propulsive bass while simultaneously
remaining completely inside the groove. The melody became elastic beneath her voice.
A phrase could be stretched, turned, delicately ornamented and then released back
into the rhythm with remarkable naturalness.

There was something distinctly feminine in the elegance of her phrasing—not femininity
as fragility, but as flexibility, sensual intelligence and control. Joy can make
a difficult melodic passage sound as though it has simply appeared in the air.

Ella’s influence was unmistakable, yet Joy’s voice remained unmistakably her own․
The evening’s musical portrait broadened beyond Fitzgerald, embracing other women
whose artistic identities had left their own fingerprints on the history of Verve
and on Joy’s developing imagination.

Abbey Lincoln occupied one of those spaces. Joy has spoken of Lincoln as a profound
inspiration, and her choice was revealing precisely because the two singers inhabit
such different artistic worlds. Lincoln’s voice, particularly in the later chapters
of her career, could be austere and spacious, allowing silence to become part of
the music. Her art could also carry an unmistakably political consciousness, most
powerfully heard in her work with Max Roach and the landmark We Insist! Freedom 
Now Suite.

Joy comes from another moment and another musical vocabulary. Her singing is often
extraordinarily elaborate, full of agility, ornament and technical command. Yet 
when she turned toward Lincoln’s repertoire, the distance between them became part
of the fascination.

Her interpretation of “Up Jumped Spring,” Freddie Hubbard’s composition for which
Lincoln created lyrics, offered a fascinating transformation. Rather than approaching
the piece with Lincoln’s restraint, Joy opened it outward, decorating the melody
with her characteristic richness. Notes seemed to curl around one another like ribbons
in the breeze. The song became less a quotation from Lincoln than a conversation
with her.

It was an affectionate act of musical remembrance—and, equally importantly, an act
of independence. Carmen McRae brought another shade to the evening. Where Joy’s 
instrument can sparkle with virtuosic abundance, McRae’s artistry was often built
upon understatement: the perfectly placed syllable, the knowing hesitation, the 
emotional weight concealed inside a simple phrase. Yet it was precisely in McRae’s
blues material that another side of Joy emerged.

![SummerStage 40: Verve Records 70th Anniversary Celebration- Samara Joy and  the
Christian McBride Trio Six-time Grammy Award winning vocalist Samara Joy  accompanied
by eleven time Grammy Award winning bassist and bandleader  Christian](https://encrypted-
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The voice relaxed. The brilliance remained, but it no longer needed to announce 
itself. The phrasing became warmer, more conversational, more vulnerable. Suddenly
the listener could hear the young singer not simply as an astonishing technician
but as a woman telling a story through the blues.

That moment carried particular emotional weight because it revealed something beneath
Joy’s extraordinary command: feeling does not always require vocal fireworks. Sometimes
it lives in the space between two notes.

And somewhere in that space, another giant presence could be felt—Sarah Vaughan.
Although Vaughan was not directly part of the Verve story in the same way as Fitzgerald,
her influence is deeply embedded in the lineage of singers who followed her. Joy’s
instrument possesses something of Vaughan’s extraordinary verticality, the ability
to move from the depths of the lower register toward luminous, sustained upper notes
without losing the center of the musical line.

At moments, Joy’s voice seemed to travel through several registers in a single breath,
swooping upward from a dark contralto color into a brilliant soprano light. It was
not merely vocal range. It was the sensation of a voice opening. Before Joy even
stepped fully into the evening’s narrative, however, the concert had already found
its most intimate emotional language. Christian McBride, bassist and bandleader,
came onto the stage alone.

He spoke of Cassandra Wilson, whose death had occurred earlier that day, and the
atmosphere changed immediately. The immense Central Park setting seemed, for a moment,
to become remarkably small. McBride responded not with an elaborate speech but with
music.

![The Pace Report Extra Part 2: SummerStage 40- Verve Records 70th  Anniversary 
Celebration Samara Joy and the Christian McBride Trio #SamaraJoy  #christianmcbride#
carlallen #MarcCary #V | Brian Pace](https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q
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His solo bass tribute unfolded as a deeply felt blues, apparently spontaneous and
profoundly personal. His playing carried the weight of the American South, of earth
and memory, of a blues tradition whose emotional truth cannot be separated from 
place. His words about Wilson’s Mississippi roots gave the music an additional dimension:
this was not simply a tribute to a celebrated singer, but an acknowledgment of a
musical landscape from which so much of jazz’s emotional vocabulary has grown.

The bass spoke quietly. And the audience listened. Then Marc Cary at the piano and
Carl Allen at the drums joined McBride, transforming the intimate memorial into 
a trio conversation. The musicians moved through the repertoire with precision but
without stiffness, balancing architecture and spontaneity. Their playing demonstrated
one of jazz’s most beautiful paradoxes: the more deeply musicians understand one
another, the freer they can become.

When Samara Joy joined them, the evening expanded once more. The trio’s repertoire
reached toward two pianistic giants associated with Verve, Bud Powell and Oscar 
Peterson. “Shaw ‘Nuff” and “Night Train” brought different energies into the performance—
the first carrying the brilliant, compressed language of bebop, the second drawing
upon the muscular swing and blues-centered vocabulary associated with Peterson.

Here the musicians were not simply revisiting famous recordings. They were reopening
doors. Every generation of jazz musicians must decide what to do with the music 
it inherits. Preserve it? Transform it? Challenge it? Joy and McBride chose the 
most fruitful possibility: they allowed history to breathe.

Another emotional current entered the concert through Nick Getz, whose presence 
connected the stage directly with one of Verve’s most celebrated recordings. Introducing
the tribute to Stan Getz and João Gilberto’s Getz/Gilberto, he spoke about his parents
and about his mother’s determination to persuade Verve to believe in the Brazilian-
American musical partnership at a moment when the industry considered bossa nova’s
commercial moment to be fading.

![SummerStage 40: Verve Records 70th Anniversary Celebration- Samara Joy and  the
Christian McBride Trio Six-time Grammy Award winning vocalist Samara Joy  accompanied
by eleven time Grammy Award winning bassist and bandleader  Christian](https://encrypted-
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History, of course, had a different idea. Getz/Gilberto became an international 
phenomenon, turning its delicate combination of Brazilian rhythm, understated vocals
and American jazz improvisation into one of the defining sounds of the 1960s. Its
success eventually brought the album a Grammy for Album of the Year, confirming 
that subtle music could possess enormous popular power.

For Nick Getz, however, this was not simply a chapter in recording history. It was
family history. His emotion as he spoke made the story feel immediate. Behind the
legendary album were people who believed in the music when others did not. And then
came Mei Semones.

The Brooklyn-based indie artist might initially appear to belong to another musical
universe, but the choice proved inspired. Semones possesses a natural affinity for
the gentle rhythmic sway of bossa nova, and her guitar playing revealed just how
deeply she understands the form’s delicacy.

Her voice, small and intimate, almost without vibrato, created an intriguing parallel
with Astrud Gilberto. Rather than attempting to overpower the melodies, she allowed
them to remain light.

That restraint was its own form of sophistication. Her guitar playing provided another
dimension. Solos unfolded with fluidity rather than aggression, respecting the floating
character of the music while quietly introducing her own personality. There was 
something almost moonlit about the sound: soft edges, precise gestures, rhythm felt
more than declared.

The ensemble surrounding her added another subtle layer. Violin and viola brought
a floating, chamber-like texture to the arrangements, surrounding the songs with
delicate strands of sound. With no saxophonist attempting to recreate Stan Getz’s
celebrated solos, the musical architecture remained open. Semones herself became
one of the principal solo voices, joined by violist Noah Leong, whose playing added
an unusual color to the familiar repertoire.

The result was not a reproduction of Getz/Gilberto. It was a reflection of it. Several
of the album’s celebrated pieces appeared in the performance, but Semones and her
musical companions also introduced original compositions. Remarkably, these new 
songs did not feel like interruptions. They belonged naturally within the atmosphere
that had been created, as though the bossa nova language had simply traveled forward
through time and found a new accent in Brooklyn.

![SummerStage 40: Verve Records 70th Anniversary Celebration- Samara Joy and  the
Christian McBride Trio Six-time Grammy Award winning vocalist Samara Joy  accompanied
by eleven time Grammy Award winning bassist and bandleader  Christian](https://encrypted-
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That was perhaps the evening’s deepest idea. Jazz does not survive because it remains
unchanged. It survives because someone hears the past and discovers something in
it that still speaks to the present.

Ella Fitzgerald became Samara Joy’s point of departure. Abbey Lincoln revealed another
possible relationship between voice, identity and artistic conviction. Carmen McRae
opened a door toward the blues. Sarah Vaughan hovered like an invisible vocal constellation.
Cassandra Wilson was remembered through the solitary resonance of Christian McBride’s
bass. Stan Getz, João Gilberto and Astrud Gilberto returned through the fragile 
architecture of bossa nova. And Mei Semones demonstrated that music born from a 
cross-cultural encounter decades ago can still sound fresh when touched by a new
generation.

Throughout the evening, the women at the center of the story were never reduced 
to historical names. They became living musical presences. The concert belonged 
to memory, but it did not live in the past. It belonged to women whose voices changed
jazz—and to women now finding their own ways through the same vast, beautiful language.

Above SummerStage, the night continued to deepen. New York shimmered beyond the 
trees, the rhythms settled into the darkness, and the final notes seemed to remain
suspended for a moment before disappearing. That is what the finest jazz can do.
It remembers without becoming nostalgic. It honors without becoming obedient. And
it gives the next voice enough space to become herself.

**By Daniella Bushler**

![SummerStage 40: Verve Records 70th Anniversary Celebration- Samara Joy and  the
Christian McBride Trio Six-time Grammy Award winning vocalist Samara Joy  accompanied
by eleven time Grammy Award winning bassist and bandleader  Christian](https://encrypted-
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