I never get tired of listening to Marvin Gaye’s hauntingly gorgeous, melodic, jazzy, bluesy, poetic, symphonic gut-wrenchingly painful, provocative, and oh-so-socially-conscious protest album “What’s Goin’ On?”.
It’s just as fresh and relevant as it was in the Vietnam War-Civil Rights era when it became an instant classic and a social commentary that people–especially we restless, rebellious young baby boomers of all colors and creeds–were singing along to, dissecting, digesting, discussing, arguing over and enjoying so much they were turning up its solo hits on the radio about 15 times a day.
“You know we’ve got to find a way
to bring some understanding here today.”
“Make me wanna holluh, the way they do my life,
“Make me wanna holluh, throw up both my hands.”
“There’s only three things, for sure,
“Money, death and trouble.
“This I know, baby, this I know …
I come apart, baby.”
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