“The Voice Of An Angel” has become such an insipid cliche that it surpasses pure ludicrousness. But, if heaven actually existed (yeah, yeah, I know), and if there were such entities as angels, and if those angels were actually able to bless us in song, I always hoped that they would sound like Jimmy Scott.
Now they might. And I just might believe.
Rest in peace, Jimmy.
Photo courtesy Howard Baden.
Read Scott’s obit here.
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