While her life story isn't nearly as tragic as that of Billie Holiday, Peyroux has a similar air of mysterious restraint and rueful regret about her. After her big breakout with "Dreamland," she essentially ran away from the public eye for almost a decade, claiming that voice strain and the emotional pressure to deliver a successful follow-up album had gotten the best of her.
But finally producer Larry Klein (best known for his work with ex-wife Joni Mitchell) lured her back to do "Careless Love," a high-concept (Norah Jones meets Cassandra Wilson at Billie Holiday's house) album that finds Peyroux doing hurts-so-good, cabaret cool rethinks of tunes from other fabulously tortured souls like Leonard Cohen ("Dance Me to the End of Love"), Bob Dylan ("You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go"), Patsy Cline ("Walking After Midnight") and Josephine Baker ("J'ai Deux Amours" sung in French - but of course, my cherie).
And currently scoring a TV commercial for Dockers is her worldly wise vocal entreaty from the set "Don't Wait Too Long," co-authored by the singer, Klein and Jesse Harris.
Peyroux has been working that "I vant to be alone," air-of-mystery thing away from the microphone, too. She got her British music label in a terrible tizzy a few weeks ago by "vanishing" off the face of the earth, blowing out a bunch of promotional events and forcing the label to put a private detective on her trail.
Then, after my interview with her was tentatively set, Peyroux's American publicist sheepishly informed me that the artist was likewise "indisposed."
Truth is, some talents are better appreciated from afar, without knowing exactly what makes them tick or how they've come to sound like a dusty old vinyl record incarnate.