Phoebe Snow. She had an incredible voice and her first album was great and produced the hit "Poetry Man." But she never got the success she deserved, mostly due to a lot of bad luck: a disastrous marriage (her husband Phil Kearns was gay), a daughter profoundly handicapped due to an incompetent doctor who cut off her oxygen during the delivery, and long-term battles with record companies. She was hard to promote, hard to categorize. The Rolling Stone record guide said of her: "one of the most gifted voices of her generation, Phoebe Snow can do just about anything stylistically as well as technically. The question that's still unanswered is how best to channel such talent."
John "Moon" Martin. A good songwriter he wrote "Bad Case of Loving You" that was a hit for Robert Palmer and "Cadillac Walk", made famous by Willy DeVille. He's a good singer and was great in live performance. Two cuts from his album "Bad News Live" (Bad Case of Loving You and Cadillac Walk) are on You Tube. and they are fantastic. He's quite a good musician, very talented. But he only had a couple of minor hits on his own and never really achieved commercial success. He deserves it. I guess it just didn't happen for him It also didn't help that he had zero sex appeal. He looks like Woody Allen in a blonde wig.
Benny Mardones. He had one hit, the unforgettable "Into the Night" which some consider pervy because the first line of the song is "she's just 16 years old; leave her alone they say." They think it's a song about an adult man wanting a teenage girl, but I always interpreted it as a young man, maybe 18, who was being kept away from his young love. Anyway, Mardones had a fantastic voice, and should have been more successful. But he was a belligerent douchebag and ugly as a bucket of toads. He got into drugs, and his career tanked. He never had another hit.
Willy DeVille. He was a unique talent. Mark Knopfler said of DeVille, "Willy had an enormous range. The songs he wrote were original, romantic and straight from the heart." Critic Robert Palmer wrote about him in 1980, "Mr. DeVille is a magnetic performer, but his macho stage presence camouflages an acute musical intelligence; his songs and arrangements are rich in ethnic rhythms and blues echoes, the most disparate stylistic references, yet they flow seamlessly and hang together solidly. He embodies (New York's) tangle of cultural contradictions while making music that's both idiomatic, in the broadest sense, and utterly original. One of the things impeding Willie Deville was a long time heroin addiction. He eventually got clean, but he never achieved the success he deserved. He said, "I have a theory. I know that I'll sell much more records when I'm dead. It isn't very pleasant, but I have to get used to this idea."
Eva Cassidy. Shy and retiring, she was known in Washington but that was all. She had no desire to promote herself and refused to be categorized, major reasons why she wasn't signed by a record label. Only after her death at age 33 did she achieve any commercial success or major recognition. Jazz critic Ted Gioia writes, "you might be tempted to write off the "Cassidy sensation" as a response to the sad story of the singer's abbreviated life rather than as a measure of her artistry. But don't be mistaken, Cassidy was a huge talent, whose obscurity during her lifetime was almost as much a tragedy as her early death." Her voice was stunning. She puts so many popular singers to shame.