“The magic of Michel Legrand is that anyone can sing him, but Rockwell SINGS him with such a cut above distinction and vision that she grabs you right out of the box. A mature vocal date with a load of originals that finds her having the nads to write lyrics to a Piazzolla classic, this is one gal you have to admire. Wonderfully out of the ordinary due solely to her interpretive skills and style, this is the high water mark for all vocalists to come to follow. Killer stuff throughout.”
— Chris Spector, Midwest Reporter, USA
“Abigail Rockwell’s ‘Autumn Noir’ recording project is a fine example of love and respect for the great tradition of vocal jazz, bringing back to life the best performers of the past through its elegance and refinement, never separated from excellent vocal technique. The accompaniment of the band members, all of great professionalism, makes this record a precious little jewel.”
— Bruno Pollacci Animajazz / Punto Radio 91.6 FM | Pisa, Italy
“A voice, a woman’s voice!”
— Jean Claude Legros Radio Arc-en-Ciel 103.4 FM | Saint-Deni, France
“Her voice sways and dips as it guides us through the story in each song. Abigail’s debut is a beautiful slow loving burn for one’s ears...”
— Tien - Jazz Zone Radio Regent | Toronto, Canada
“Beautiful!!! Sultry! A wonderful groove!”
— Joltin Joe Pszonek WMSC 90.3 FM - Montclair, New Jersey, USA | Radio Nowhere
“Very sophisticated music.”
— Ken Irwin WMUA 91.1 FM - Amherst, MA, USA | Jazzweek reporter
“All I could think of was the guy with the saxophone and what he was playing. It wasn’t a love song anymore, it was a dirge.”
— Detour, 1945
“ Her voice is a bit deeper and fuller, but her phrasing, her use of occasional melisma, and the breathy sexiness of her sound call to mind Morgana King. I mean this as high praise.”
— Gerry Geddes, New York, New York, USA
“Although many vocalists have included torch singing in their repertoire, few have made it a specialty as has Abigail Rockwell. With her breathy, smoky voice and sultry demeanor, she is most reminiscent of Julie London. What Rockwell brings to this table of torch is poetry.”
