

Even over Zoom, late on a Friday night after a day of interviews with press all over the world, she manages to make my pandemic weekend plans sound scintillating and her childhood in Hell’s Kitchen sound as poetic as it was challenging. Keys has gone from love songs to anthems and she’s far from finished.Īs anybody will know from her spoken interlude to the 2003 classic “You Don’t Know My Name”, hearing Keys speak is a privilege.

An album that praises the downtrodden and excoriates police brutality, Alicia is not just a companion to her memoir but also to her activism: she’s been campaigning for justice for Breonna Taylor and she’s just announced plans to build a $1 billion fund for black-owned businesses, which the NFL has pledged to help support. Her self-titled album – her seventh and her first to be eponymous – was originally planned for March and yet, now, upon its release in September, the album has never been more pertinent.
