And i never really liked ballads... What tha fuck it's going on here?
I wonder how many songs in your life may touch you like this? By taking you without a warning from the neck and mangle your flesh without mercy? That's the very fuckin' meaning, explanation whatever you want anyway of the term "Deep Soul"! A full emotional moment that sadly comes VERY FEW times in your life. The absolute peak! A merciless fire, a stripped down version of your despair down on paper. Sometimes poetry is just as raw. And if the myth's proved right, this brilliance was because of Frankie who at the last minute canceled the session. The orchestra was there, warmed and so was Lorraine Ellison. An unknown black beauty. What caught on tape it's Drama in its pure Wagner meets Spector vein! Avoid this post if you're recently heartbroken. You're not gonna make it. Lorraine's begging gonna burn you like hell and if after all these you're still with us, comes that "remember" with the orchestra tumbling down and a last refrain... That last refrain... How did she kept herself alive and breathing and...singing...? Three and a half minutes of what real SOUL music actually is!