The new breed of fiery soul singers isn't exclusively female. For example, give a listen to Austin's Black Joe Lewis
, a young man who takes his cues from James Brown and Lightnin' Hopkins to produce some raw, sweaty, rockin' soul music. He doesn't mind swearing up a storm in some organ-driven funk (see "Bitch, I Love You,"
a song I like for its done-me-wrong storytelling and energy, but not so much for the title)`and brings over a half-dozen musicians (horn sections, Wurlitzer, lap steel) to the recording studio to make sure he really drives his points home. At other times on his Lost Highway debut, (produced by Spoon
's Jim Eno) Tell 'Em What Your Name Is
, he gets into an emotional funk and slips over to the blues.Get an earful of Lewis at Lost Highway's site.