A tasteful, candid, and extremely vulnerable documentary about the “High Priestess of Soul”, Nina Simone.
“I ain’t got no home, ain’t got no shoes
Ain’t got no money, ain’t got no class
Ain’t got no skirts, ain’t got no sweater
Ain’t got no perfume, ain’t got no bed
Ain’t got no mind.»
“Ain’t got no mother, ain’t got no culture
Ain’t got no friends, ain’t got no schooling
Ain’t got no love, ain’t got no name
Ain’t got no ticket, ain’t got no token
Ain’t got no God.”
I knew about her stellar career, her contributions to civil rights causes, her influence on soul music, and even about her bold personality simmered by the good old fashioned black pace of “no-nonsense” of her background. Little did I know about the rest.
“And what have I got?
Why am I alive anyway?
Yeah, what have I got
Nobody can take away?
Got my … “
A rest that I won’t disclose here to not become a spoiler. A rest that will make you find even more tormenting nuances of brilliance and demons in her voice, a rest that will definitely help you to appreciate the importance of her prodigious contribution to the history of American music, under a different light.
“I’ve got life, I’ve got my freedom
I’ve got the life…
I’ve got the life
And nobody’s gonna take it away
I’ve got the life.”