Kathryn Allyn

How Deep is the Ocean
With Frank Ponzio, piano

Stardust: Unplugged
With Ed McEachen, guitar

Moody's Mood for Love
With Frank Ponzio, piano

Coax Me a Little Bit
With Frank Ponzio, piano;
Hayes Greenfield, sax;
Tom Hubbard, bass

Review: V is for Victory Disc

Kathryn Allyn, with a huge assist from musical director, co-arranger and pianist Frank Ponzio, stands ready to educate us on the subject of V-Discs in this musically superb set of early 1940s period songs...Tom Hubbard on bass, Hayes Greenfield on saxophone and Scott Neumann on drums...are splendid contributors to the proceedings.  Allyn sings in a strong, sure voice and internalizes lyrics well beyond her years. When she does a number associated with ...Jo Stafford, Martha Tilton, Ella Fitzgerald, Peggy Lee, Allyn doesn't impersonate them, but does give a slight suggestion of their styles. Only when she summons up Ethel Merman singing "Why Do They Call a Private a Private?" does Allyn go all out in delicious imitation.  - Robert Windeler, BistroAwards.com

Review: Playing Hard to Get

Kathryn Allyn has the sort of smoky velvet soprano that sounds too natural, too unforced to have been operatically trained. In fact, there are many operatic credits to her name, but that hasn’t cut her off from her Kansas City roots and the “dirty blues” that singers with far less perfect voices used to shout in the dives of that city before and through the Second World War. Her program at the Triad of fine, forgotten tunes from that era provides the sensuous pleasure of Jo Stafford, the moody nuance of Billie Holiday, the jazzy energy of Betty Hutton, but with a sassy wink and a toss of hip that make them Miss Allen’s own. In an era that has forgotten the fun of double-entendre, she knows how to be subtle and sexy and musical all at one time. - John Yohalem, Parterre Box.

Review: The Gift of the Vagi

Kathryn Allyn on vocals, Frank Ponzio on piano, Tom Hubbard on bass, Hayes Greenfield on sax, all superb and elaborately ornamental. Out comes this pretty lady with a martini dry wit and delivery to match. She proceeds to tell a humiliating story from her past. (Includes wisecracking cops, chill bankers and sexy con men.) The story is funny and would be brief, except that every pause is an opportunity to insert a song, each in a different style.  Eighteen songs (from Irving Berlin to Cole Porter to Clifford Brown to Randy Newman to Willie Nelson to NYC songwriters Bill Zeffiro and Rosemary Loar)... So the whole thing lasts 90 minutes though it feels like much less because: variety and besides, she can sing. - John Yohalem, www.cafeteriarusticana.com