Here's a video of Billie Holiday singing Strange Fruits. The lyrics to this song were originally a poem written by Abel Meeropol, who was a schoolteacher from the Bronx. After hearing about it from a friend, Mrs. Holiday first performed it in a Greenwich Village club in 1939. This makes it one of the first song about racism. For a black woman to sing about lynching & racism in the late 30's, it takes a set of balls the size of America and I think it speaks volume on how tough a person she was. She later talked about how the lyrics reminded her of her father's death, which is one of the reasons why she wanted to record it. Considering that Mr. Obama is now the 44th President of the USA, I think this is a fitting jam this morning.
They really don't make artists like this anymore. I'll trade all your Kanyes, Britneys, Pussycat Dolls and other overproduced, overhyped, robot crap for something with soul like this. Music should come from the heart, not the control board.
While I'm at it, check out Nina Simone if you don't already know her.