it was the Largest. And if she was in town to give a healing, hypnotic, occasionally, three-hour concerts, then you tried, of course, in the first row to fight its way. A not completely harmless affair. Because Sharon Jones picked if she was dancing hot and singing, the men from the front rows, who then had to leave together with her in the pool to Boogie and Boogaloo rhythms circles. She was not picky in her men’s selection.
As a spectator, it was always quite amazed that the dance routine in the ungelenkigen types, which has previously been next to one, quite okay looked. One of many magic Tricks, with which the soul singer made use of her sensational backing band The Dap-Kings their performances to unforgettable experiences. The hall was sweating, the eyes gleamed, and from the stage, bill blew this endless end of tenderness.
A tenderness that was anything other than of course. And sometimes behind a clenched fist hidden. Because the Songs, the Sharon Jones sang on the stage, were almost always of the opposite of love. It was about exploitation and exclusion, alienation and violence; the words were often warlike. However, Jones ruled, the singing, the last of no other more perfect, the dialectic of the Soul: On bastards and to shower the world with tenderness, which she had exploitation and exclusion, alienation and violence: all of This had to know the singer to the own Person, their own body. Sharon Lafaye Jones was born in 1956 as one of the six children in desperately poor conditions in Augusta, Georgia, violence against Black people belonged here as well to everyday life, such as violence against women. Her mother reigned fled with the sons and daughters of the beginning of the sixties to New York in the Bronx, here, too, the law of the strongest. Later, Sharon Jones worked as a guard in the prison of Rikers Island before the New York and as a security Guard with money transports of the US Bank Wells Fargo. As a background singer, she endured, among other things, the vagaries of Lou Reed. Coke addiction and private bankruptcies have brought you to the brink of despair. But Jones did not let get to you: With the freshly-transformed Dap-Kings played on the weekends for wedding parties and student associations. “Too small, too black, too old” not seemed to be A contract with a major record company for you for a long time unattainable, they fit into the Grid of the marketing departments, or as you yourself brought up again and again in the review of your alleged weaknesses sarcastic to the point: “fat Too small, too black, too old.” With 40 got Jones but their first record contract, after that of tours, tours, tours. In the meantime, she had her Dap-Kings, which had developed over countless Live performances to the best Retro Soul-force of the world, as a Backing Band to Stars such as Bob Dylan and Amy Winehouse. Winehouse recorded with the Dap-Kings their strongest Songs, in order, finally, to be a Superstar. in effect, the Sharon Jones took A advertising. Over the years, it has developed into one of the most in-demand Retro-Soul singers, who was in TV shows as present as in the case of the big summer festivals. Often, she was announced as the female counterpart to James Brown. in 2013, the dread message. Sharon Jones was diagnosed with cancer, she underwent surgery and chemotherapy. Shortly later, the hair stand stubby, back on the stage. The cancer just seemed to be just another bastard was down rings, low singing, and down to dance. As the “New York Times” told in July of this year, in an Interview, concept of your concerts as a kind of therapy. Since they had just brought out a new Single that she turned once again to the full horror and all the beauty of your life in three minutes Soul. Title: “I’m Still Here”. it is reported As the “Rolling Stone” and other U.S. media on Saturday, Sharon Jones, the last of the great Soul-priestess succumbed on Friday at the age of 60 years to her cancer. Her family and her Dap-Kings were with her. There will be nobody who can replace you on the concert stage.
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