Some time back, Sports Illustrated magazine, among other publications, began to offer "Signs of the Apocalypse" as a measure of the decline of American popular culture. In Pittsburgh, we need "Signs of Utopia." Here's one: Wesla Whitfield is coming to town.
Wesla Whitfield is one of the country's great cabaret singers. Adrian McCoy at the PG has a great feature; the paper included a terrific photo. Her accompanist and husband, Mike Greensill, is a gem of a pianist as well.
I first met her roughly 20 years ago, before her singing career really took off and became a full-time thing. Welsa was working part-time as a paralegal at my law firm, and she still spelled her name "Weslia." (She changed the spelling to match the pronunciation in the mid-1990s). But everyone in San Francisco knew that Wesla had no future as a paralegal. She would hit it big, very big, and she has. Pittsburgh is lucky to have her on the way.
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