I read the sad news this morning that one of my earlier vocal inspirations Ms. Etta James passed away. When I was in high school I enjoyed singing jazz and blues much more than opera and pop. Etta was one of my favorites with many songs I loved to imitate.
Her voice was deep and full of so much soul that I wish I could capture it like honey in a jar and drink it down so my voice would echo just a third of the feeling hers did.
According to her obituary she was drawn to the grittiness of Rythym and Blues much like I was drawn to the passion and aggression in Metal.
She's inspired generations and fortunately was able to give us 73 years.
Rest Beautifully Etta.