The Good Reverend Would Have Been Proud
Like Vince Aletti said once when referring to one of his favorite groups, this is going to sound like a fan letter. But I can’t help it. When Aretha Franklin is at her best, and let’s face it — that hasn’t happened a whole lot lately, I cannot imagine that anyone could be better.
The Good Reverend Would Have Been Proud
Like Vince Aletti said once when referring to one of his favorite groups, this is going to sound like a fan letter. But I can’t help it. When Aretha Franklin is at her best, and let’s face it — that hasn’t happened a whole lot lately, I cannot imagine that anyone could be better. Really. I have only seen Lady Soul twice recently, once last spring in Las Vegas where she returned to the scene of a previous failure, and this past October 25th at Philharmonic Hall in New York City. In Las Vegas she was good, despite seeming insecurity and a shitty band, but there was still a touch of that show-biz stuff. No, she didn’t sing “There’s No Business Like Show Business” — but she did do a medley of Broadway-Streisand type tunes for the beaded and lacquered customers who were taking a respite from the gaming tables.
