“Just like a blues”, yesterday wrote Detroit Free Press in the first line of text that announced to the world of Alberta Adams death, the dean of the blues of a city proudly blue -collar : “He was born in the July heat, died on Christmas Day.” But it’s not a blues, is the life of Alberta Adams, the American singer who was born Roberta Louise Osborne in Indianapolis, on a hot day of summer 1917, and who died on Thursday morning, succumbing to years of heart failure , said in a statement to its publisher, Eastlawn, cited by Billboard , adding that the funeral will take place between Monday and Tuesday in Swansea Funeral Home in Detroit, and the funeral will leave at 11 am Wednesday -Thurs of Bethel Baptist Church.
Alberta Adams was 97 and was admitted to a rehabilitation unit in Dearborn since last week: it was not expected to recover, but also would not be totally unthinkable that to happen, in the case as it was an artist with more than one life to live. “God put me in this world to sing blues,” he told Free Press in 1999, just at the second peak of late career that took her on tour throughout the North American continent. “It was the last of the old blues singers guard of the great post-war voices that have left their mark in the 40′s,” said RJ Spangler, manager and producer of Alberta Adams.
It was not easy, the way there. Alcoholic mother’s daughter, Roberta Louise still moved up a child to Detroit, where she was raised by an aunt. “She knew she had to do something, it had to be someone. This urgency of doing things had to do with the fact that it had absolutely nothing while to grow,” he told Billboard the his former promoter, Matt Lee. His artistic career began in the 20s, when did tap dance in a nightclub a black neighborhood of Detroit, the Black Bottom. Shortly later he was to make his debut as a singer, replacing the head-to-Poster Club B and C and winning a five-year contract, but it took over a decade to be discovered by a Chicago publisher, Chess Records with which turned out to record several singles . The title “Queen of the Blues” came later, when the master of ceremonies of his first concert at the legendary Apollo Theatre in New York, presented the so spontaneously. It was in that capacity that opened for musicians like Duke Ellington, Louis Jordan, John Lee Hooker and T-Bone Walker. “He knew everybody and had a great sense of decorum and that meant working in the entertainment industry. He used to tell that once Billie Holiday had struck him in the head to see her chewing gum one in the dressing room.”
“Professional to the end”, Alberta Adams continued to act in the mid-90′s when Spangler rescued the relative anonymity it was in, like other blues veterans of Detroit, including the now defunct Johnnie Bassett and Joe Weaver. The new band which started to present themselves relaunched to an international career and allowed him to record two more albums ( Born With The Blues in 1999, and Say Baby Say , a year later), the first since the 60′s “Amused is immense. Never grumbled, never denied anything in a concert, was always willing to meet his admirers and to thank them at the end. sometimes spent more than eight or ten hours in a van and even then she left everything when it came to the stage, “said Spangler to Detroit Free Press .
In 2008, already severely weakened after a fall and subsequent hospitalizations, Alberta recorded his latest album, Detroit Is My Home (Eastlawn Records), which succeeded the previous I’m On The Move , 2004. “He had a way of singing and a distinctive prosody. He could pick up a standard the blues and make it your own, without giving too many influences . It was completely itself, “recalls Spangler.
undisputed Queen of Detroit blues, Alberta Adams seems to leave a huge void in a city already demoralized by the devastating economic crisis of recent years. “There was always a friendly word or an encouragement to give to newcomers. It was a real gem in a very ugly business. It leaves a huge space that can never be truly fulfilled,” he told Billboard Steve Allen, Detroit Blues Society.
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