|Pre-conceived Notions: This was a curiosity pick for me. What I’ve heard of Dusty Springfield I really like, but I’d never listened to an entire album. I’m hoping to like it. It seems like it’d pretty much be in my wheelhouse.
After listening: This album has convinced me of many things. Firstly, that I was born in the wrong decade. Or if I’m a reincarnation, it’s of someone who was (most likely) a British girl with a transistor radio in 1969. This isn’t just my wheelhouse, this is like one of the building blocks on which my wheelhouse is built. I can’t believe I haven’t heard this whole thing before. I’m not even able to judge the music fairly. Secondly, that my curiosity tends to lead me, more often, towards the awesome. So that’s good news. Dusty Springfield’s voice is unbelievable. She never tries to overdo anything, like Aretha (despite Wikipedia claiming that she’s one of Dusty’s and every other female singers’ idols) or Patty LaBelle or Mariah or Christina. I’m not really worried that she didn’t write any of the songs on this. When you have a voice that captures even more emotion than the songwriter probably intended, your voice is all you need. Every song is a moment in a story, and that’s the beauty of soul music.
Overall: 5.0- either I’m feeling really generous today, or this album is as good as all the hype. I’m pretty sure I’m going to get home and buy it, so that warrants a 5 for me.