Another Monday, another protest song…and I have to say,
there’s so many great ones to choose from. Music has such an incredible history
of subversion and rebellion. I think that’s one of the things that draws me to
certain genres and styles. The seemingly harmless act of singing a song has
been an act of rebellion over and over again, in perhaps a hundred different
histories of fighting against oppressive forces.
LaTonya Yvette is a Brooklyn-based blogger I’ve been
following for a long time now. She recently posted a playlist that reminded me
of this song, but originally my husband introduced me to Marvin Gaye back when
we were dating. Sadly that’s probably the last time in my life that my taste in
music was significantly influenced, changed or shifted; when I started med school I ran out
of time to go on music deep dive, discover new artists or explore new genres, something I
still really miss and hope to get back into one of these days. Then again maybe
that’s just the settling of character you get once you hit a certain point in
your life? Anyone else have any thoughts on this? Anyways I digress. Sorry.
According to good old Wikipedia, Marvin Gaye did not
actually write the song. It was written by Renaldo ‘Obie’ Benson of the Four Tops,
after Benson witnessed an act of police brutality against anti-war protesters
in Berkeley. The Four Tops didn’t want
to perform it, so Benson offered the song to Gaye, who at the time was
going through a deep depression due to personal and professional issues. Gaye
tweaked the lyrics and melody to suit his style. At the time he was receiving letters
from his brother about his experiences as a Vietnam veteran and was deeply
affected by the social ills around him. He specifically referenced the Watts riots
(the most violent riots in LA until 1992’s events surrounding the beating of
Rodney King) as a pivotal event inspiring his newfound concern over social
justice. The song became the title track for his next album, What's Going On.
The result is a beautifully mournful record that has won
dozens of accolades and became Gaye’s first album to reach the Billboard top
ten. The song reached number two on the charts and is his second-most successful
song to date. Ironically, the song was such a departure from Motown music more typical of
the era that producer Berry Gordy initially refused to release it, as he felt
it was “the worst thing I ever heard in my life.” Cementing it as a true song
of rebellion, Gaye actually had to go on strike from recording other music until
Berry came around. The end result is beautiful and sobering, and fits all too well
into the mood of the last two weeks.
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