I am listening to Patsy Cline today. "She had an amazing vocal range and God bless her she knew how to use it..." - this is so true. Her voice is like honey from our mountains: it is flowing slowly but effortlessly, and its color is amber and light gold. It is full of sunlight and wild herbs, with a hint of bitterness.
"My sadness is light in color", said a great Russian poet, and these are the words which come to my mind when I hear Patsy Cline singing... I have nothing to add. What a loss that she died so early.