until a few months ago, ruby andrews was unknown to me. i think she’s one of those supremely talented soul singers from the sixties and early seventies that get lost in the shuffle unless you’re a vinyl collector or obsessed with that genre.
which is depressing because she has one of the most powerful voices i’ve ever heard, and her mark on soul music is huge regardless of her level of fame. the passion and range she has throughout her songs is unmistakable, singing every verse like it’s her last time in a studio. i could listen to her sing soup ingredients and she’d still bring it.
black ruby is my favorite of her four albums, and you can buy it here.