Betty Everett

A tender confession carried on soft currents — Everett’s voice moving with quiet ache and unwavering sincerity, as if every word is being spoken directly across a small table in a dim room. The arrangements glow gently, letting emotion sit at the centre without distraction. There’s a fragile honesty here — intimate, soulful, deeply human — music that feels like holding onto a feeling just a little longer before letting it drift away.