I bow down, Miss Lucille. One of the first black women to be recorded outside New York or Chicago, she is a fierce symbol of raciness & edgy confidence that isn’t found very often in music these days.
Imagine a black woman in 1935 recording a song about “f–king” with the most freely expressed vulgar lyrics. Lyris that would make Lil’ Kim sound like a prude.
I smile at the thought of the rebellion in this woman for her time, her free spirit and her carelessness in musical self-expression. Therefore, I applaud.
Here’s a tamer but still provocative song from Lucille.