#Country Music #R&B #history
"The R&B Singer Who Recorded the Greatest Country Album You’ve Never Heard
The First Lady of Black country is from Houston, but her name isn’t Beyoncé. It’s Esther Phillips.
Little Esther, who was just over five feet tall, was pretty tough herself, showing up in Nashville to sing country songs in a way that no one who appeared at the Grand Ole Opry would ever have attempted. Black musicians had been singing hillbilly music for decades, and they had even played on some of the first country records, made in the twenties and thirties. But by the early sixties, Music City was lily-white. Things have changed somewhat today; there are a fair number of Black country singers, such as Mickey Guyton and Kane Brown. But progress hasn’t been easy. Just look at the backlash against Beyoncé’s Cowboy Carter.
Phillips entered this fray before any of those modern pioneers was born. And the album that resulted from her Nashville sessions—eventually titled The Country Side of Esther Phillips—is an ignored classic, a collection of country covers that sounds as soulful and sad today as it did six decades ago.
Until recently, I’d never heard of it. I’ve listened to Phillips’s music for years—her early blues and R&B, her covers of pop hits, her sophisticated jazz, her mid-seventies disco—and loved her deep, powerful voice. Yet somehow this album, which belongs in the sixties pantheon alongside the likes of Johnny Cash’s At Folsom Prison and Tammy Wynette’s Stand By Your Man, escaped my attention, and that of nearly every other music fan I’ve asked about it.
Phillips’s voice had a worn rasp to it, a timbre that made her sound brash and vulnerable at the same time. But I didn’t fully appreciate it until I stumbled onto The Country Side—the first album she ever made. The songs were mostly about broken hearts, a subject Phillips knew plenty about. Though only 26, she was a pro at disappointment and disillusionment. Hearing her sing these songs of pain makes them come alive in ways I’d never sensed before.
Phillips, who would have turned ninety this month, went on to be one of the most overlooked singers of all time. Part of that was bad luck—as well as a habit of making her own bad luck. But part of it, I feel sure, was that in 1962, Nashville wasn’t ready—it perhaps still isn’t ready—for a Black woman bringing a Black sensibility to country music."
https://archive.ph/mYJWt#selection-1813.87-1813.103

