Her voice isn't intensely sweet like blackstrap molasses, but it's just as smooth, rich and delicious.
Alice Smith was the opening act for a concert I saw a few years back. Cliche to say, I know, but really I could not believe that such a voice could come out of a woman so tiny. She didn't inherently have any stage presence when she stood there in front of the mike, but the moment she opened her mouth:
I sink into the swirling depths of her voice.
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