Bettye LaVette is an underappreciated, opinionated, tell-it-like-it-is singer.
"There's isn't anyone at Motown that I didn't see drunk, broke or naked," said the Detroit-reared R&B vocalist, who after years of obscurity established herself as one of music's most formidable song stylists with stirring performances at the 2008 Kennedy Center Honors (the Who's "Reign O'er Me") and the 2009 Obama inaugural celebration ("A Change Is Gonna Come" with Jon Bon Jovi).
In her new memoir, "A Woman Like Me," LaVette, 66, tells it like it was during 50 under-the-radar-but-running-with-the-stars years in the music business.
"Diane Ross played the Motown game with more skill than any girl up there," writes LaVette, using the Supremes diva's given name. "She slept her way up the Motown command. We saw her as a stuck-up b---- with a small voice and big ambition."
Ouch.
LaVette is brutally honest about herself, as well: She was pregnant at 14, scored a hit song at 16, became a prostitute at 19, a cocaine user (she paid for it only once, she says), a lifelong drinker and marijuana smoker, and she didn't release her first bona fide U.S. album until she had been recording for 20 years.
Whoa.
Her first chapter is the most potent opening ever in a music-star bio: "A vicious pimp was precariously holding on to my right foot as he dangled me from the top of a 20-story apartment building."