Critical reaction was mixed. Why? Hell if I know. I read one review that said that Henry's production was "slick" and "soulless". To wit, I respond, "writer whose name and publication I cannot recall, you are a twit."
So, to provide the general public (that's you, by the way) with the ammunition to love Ms. LaVette and her particular brand of soul, both classic and apparently "Soulless", I provide you with her label's samples.
Classic Bettye:
Let Me Down Easy
You'll Never Change
Modern Bettye:
Down To Zero
The High Road
I think you'll find that I'm right. That writer is a twit. If I could remember where I read that I'd give you his email address so you could write him daily missives explaining that he is a moronic, pathetic Mr. Poopy Pants.
Hell, it's Spring Break. I'm still in profanity-stealth mode.
Anyway, if you like Bettye (and who wouldn't, except Mr. Poopy Pants), buy I've Got My Own Hell to Raise here
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