I really don't know much about Etta James, the person.
I don't know where she grew up. If she had brothers or sisters. What her dreams were.
But what I do know about Etta James is that her voice hits me way deep down in the honest pit of my stomach.
Deep down in that place where it hurts so good.
They just don't make them like her anymore.




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