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
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