Some songs just shouldn't be covered; they're so closely associated
with one artist that it's just not worth trying to reinvent them. And
even if you could, just to prove you could, you'll never give them the
kind of life and soul they had in their more famous version.
Elvis is the quintessential example. Has anybody taken a classic
Elvis song and turned it into anything more than an homage or a
parody? It shouldn't even be attempted.
Okay, that's a gross overstatement. (Mostly.) But it's a tribute to
Doyle Bramhill that his version of
His
Latest Flame doesn't make me long for Elvis. It's that good,
as is
his
totally bluesy take on
Johnny
Nash's classic
I
Can See Clearly Now. Gotta love a guy who'll take those kind
of risks, and then make them pay off.
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