Well, we know that Otis loved Sam Cooke. We remember that he listened to a lot of Little Richard, too. He said so. How do you learn to be a soul singer, though? There ain't no school for it. By the time Elvis was tearing up and tearing' up the fairground crowds with his version of Old Shep, he was already certified. He just had to get to the adolescent line and finish up the package.
You can't just copy a soul singer. Oh, you can. You might wind up on American Idol. You can't learn the craft, I'm trying to say, by study and practice. You've got to be able to pull back the curtains and expose the heart. The real ones have always been rare.