Little jazz bird sings a new song
Little jazz bird sings a new song
By Vi Tran Mon, Jun 29, 2009
I drove through a raging thunderstorm, a torrent of hail and the threat of flood to hear Megan Birdsall sing.
But she herself went through much worse just to find her voice again.
As I waded along Shawnee Mission Parkway at fifteen miles an hour, Birdsall was beginning her recurring last Wednesday of the month performance at Jardine's.
By now, the trials and triumphs of Kansas City's own little jazz bird have been widely discussed: an artist who'd always relied on her voice suddenly found her instrument and her very life threatened by her own decaying jaw and collapsing throat.
Thankfully, disaster was averted and now, about a year and a half after her surgery, Birdsall has not only recovered but is on the cusp of taking her career in a whole new direction.
Read the entire column at KCmetropolis.org
By Vi Tran Mon, Jun 29, 2009
I drove through a raging thunderstorm, a torrent of hail and the threat of flood to hear Megan Birdsall sing.
But she herself went through much worse just to find her voice again.
As I waded along Shawnee Mission Parkway at fifteen miles an hour, Birdsall was beginning her recurring last Wednesday of the month performance at Jardine's.
By now, the trials and triumphs of Kansas City's own little jazz bird have been widely discussed: an artist who'd always relied on her voice suddenly found her instrument and her very life threatened by her own decaying jaw and collapsing throat.
Thankfully, disaster was averted and now, about a year and a half after her surgery, Birdsall has not only recovered but is on the cusp of taking her career in a whole new direction.
Read the entire column at KCmetropolis.org