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Lara Saint Paul has worked with many notable talents in the music industry. Her songs Non preoccuparti and Adesso ricomincerei were produced and arranged by American producer Quincy Jones in 1973. In the same year she released an Italian cover version of Killing Me Softly with His Song, originally composed by Charles Fox and Norman Gimbel, titled Mi fa morir cantando. Lara Saint Paul has worked and performed with notables such as Ray Charles, Lionel Hampton, Louis Armstrong, Roberta Flack, Frank Sinatra and Stevie Wonder. Her popular 1977 album Saffo Music, recorded in Los Angeles and produced by Leon Ware, featured The Pointer Sisters on backing vocals, guitar by Ray Parker Jr., bass by Chuck Rainey and was mixed by Bill Conti. One of her 1970s tracks, So, is featured on several current popular lounge music compilations.

The largest markets for her music outside of Italy and Europe are Argentina, Brazil and Japan, and she also performed and released successful albums in the Eastern Bloc, such as her Bulgarian releases of Recital at the Festival of the Golden Orpheus in 1972, Saffo Music, and Bravo in 1981. The majority of her work was released in Italy on the record label Company Discografica Italiana (CDI) and later LASAPA, both of which she owned with her husband, Italian producer and showman Pier Quinto Cariaggi.

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