One night, years ago, I wandered into this little jazz club in Seattle, and up on the stage at the end of the darkened room was this chunky little blind white girl, all by herself, playin’ piano and singing.
And she was just ROCKIN’ it!!
I turned to this guy standing at the doorway and gave him a “What the hell is THIS!?!?” look. He looked back at me, grinned and shook his head. He didn’t know what the hell it was either, except that it was damn good.
That girl, it turned out, was a young Dianne Schuur. Here she is doing one of my favorite songs, about Satan’s temptation of one “Reverend Lee.” The choice seems appropriate, given one of the week’s top story lines.