I selected this gorgeous album because Dusty chose the greatest songs and her voice had such power, but also that divine, honey-like quality that I think possibly comes from a little bit of vocal damage. I gather the vocal cords eventually can’t quite close and lots of breath escapes (Colin Blunstone’s voice has a similar quality).
Andrew Weatherall introduced me to Dusty In Memphis, although I’d been very aware of her as a child. He put ‘The Windmills Of Your Mind’ on one of a series of cassettes he made me in the ’90s. He’d just finished Screamadelica and he introduced me to loads of amazing music before and during the recording of the One Dove album and this album was part of that.
I later played it to my dad who literally welled up when he heard it, as do I at times. I vividly recall the moment I heard of Dusty’s death – it was in a phone call to my then label, Heavenly – and I cried then; I had A Girl Called Dusty on my turntable in Islington at that very moment.