It was a thrill a minute as dear Karine Hannah returned to New York's Metropolitan Room for a set of 1970s/early 1980s "AM Radio" favorites, all originally sung by dudes. As always, her voice rattled the rafters and tickled the tiles—her amazing ability to sing with robust force and then the utmost subtlety makes her one of the finest vocalists I have ever heard. I cried a river, as usual.
Tinatin—and her mom, visiting from Moscow, were also in on the fun.
courtesy of the blog THE SMOKING NUN by Chuck Taylor
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