Love letter to Aretha

Below, 8bb’s only appearance at the televised Grammy Awards show. But what a bloody honor it is to have shared the screen with the Queen of Soul herself!

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Not to put too fine a point on it, Aretha, but we would be prepared to work with you whenever, wherever, and under whatever circumstances you desire, even if it means backing you in a Nessun Dorma arrangement while simultaneously carrying you on our shoulders over burning hot coals.

But, if it were up to us, our ideal collaboration would be Schoenberg’s Pierrot Lunaire. I get particularly excited imagining you emoting, intoning this:

Rise, O mother of all sorrows
From the alter of my verses!
Blood pours forth from thy lean bosom
Where the sword of frenzy pierced it.

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