Ms. Etta James:
A force of nature. Music’s original bad girl. With your platinum hair, wild cat eyes your felliniesque sexuality and dangerous voice. A voice that could be raspy with hardness of pain and turn into silk on the drop of a dime. The master of Jazz, Blues, R&B and Rock’N’Roll. We celebrate your unapologetic boldness, your genius and innovation. Thank you, Etta James.
I sing the songs that people need to hear.
“That’s where it begins and ends for me and these songs were the ones that touched me the deepest. It was like I was laying hold of some part of me that I didn’t even know was there until I let it out.”