With vocal power and emotional projection that belie her 24 years, Copeland is a brassy blues shouter in the tradition of Ruth, Etta and Koko. But those influences are a starting point — and not a boundary — for the daughter of late Houston bluesman Johnny Clyde Copeland. This dynamo grabs you by the hair on her sophomore record, the Grammy-nominated Wicked (Alligator). And while vocal tours de force like “Wild, Wild Woman” and “Steamy Windows” ooze with a smoldering sexual chemistry, it’s on the slower, more fragile and pleading material like “The Fool You’re Looking For” and “Love Scene” (“I’m ready for my love scene / I’m looking for a leading man”) that her subtler gifts shine.
This article appears in Apr 25 – May 1, 2002.
