I presumably picked this album up out of a discount bin on some rampant buying spree.
The cover pic and various clips of her floating around the intertubes stand as testament to her being an independent soul that walked a different path to her more svelte, mainstream contemporaries.
She has a standout soul voice, full of power and emotion. The song choices on this compilation stretch from the very familiar (standards like Leave your hat on and At last) to a whole lot of ‘oh, is that who sings this’ numbers.
A scary number of tracks could be used as a soundtrack to some domestic abuse awareness campaign, except that they’d make it somehow seem glamorous, bearable and justified.
There’s a lot to love on here, and about the much-troubled survivor that is Ms.James. I dig that she has been a-feuding with Beyonce, and that she thought this cardie worked:
File under: Soul don’t get much betta than Etta