This book was not what I was expecting. It read like a dissertation and packed a lot of information in without elaboration. I was hoping it would be more biographical and less argumentative. Griffin is clearly intelligent and passionate about Lady Day and jazz, but I felt like I was reading Griffin’s argument on why Billie Holiday is the Grandmother of Jazz. The book included a lot of analyses and debunking of other criticisms — all while littering the pages with obscure references (I kept a running list of authors and artists at the back to look up, read, and listen to). There was a lot of work and research involved in making this book, but it also required a lot of work to read it (as someone who likes jazz, but isn’t as knowledgeable as some). I’m a big fan of Billie Holiday already, so I wanted to know more about Lady Day, less about Griffin, and finally, I didn’t need to be convinced to like and respect the complexity of Billie Holiday. This was kind of a disappointment to be honest.