Mamma Lucy don't suffer fools, she don't take no sass, and she ain't no witch. Call her hoodoo woman, conjure lady, root doctor, but call her right -... > Lire la suite
Mamma Lucy don't suffer fools, she don't take no sass, and she ain't no witch. Call her hoodoo woman, conjure lady, root doctor, but call her right - you may have need of her. From Georgia to Vermont, Mamma Lucy travels a long road, facing the darkness and injustices of haint-ridden nineteen twenties America, silver dimes at her ankle and hoodoo at her side.