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I CAUGHT the soul singer in a playful mood the other day when I called to talk to her about a tradition she took seriously. LaVette chose to talk about her zealotry for celebrating Christmas and other holidays. She went off on a number of tangents, and covered the whole emotional range we associate with the blues. Here’s part of it.
It’s certainly a time of reminiscing for me. Every holiday makes me think of all the other holidays. As you get older, you tend to be more reminiscing anyway – crying and reminiscing. I’m kind of melancholy all the time, anyway – I think I live my life in B-flat minor. But these days I think I’m going deeper into it – bringing in the cellos and everything.
Her records I’ve Got My Own Hell to Raise and The Scene of the Crime are damn near masterpieces., and there are some wonderful songs on Thankful N Thoughtful. She has excellent and unexpected taste in material, and a rich, expressive voice that won’t quit.
I’m excited to report that LaVette’s got an album coming in January and, I’m hoping, a tour.