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oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
edited January 2006 in Other Music
my favorite is Marvin Gaye.

my favorite album is What's Goin' On?

however, my favorite song is Let's Get It On.

too bad he cracked up :(
Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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  • psycosmicpsycosmic Posts: 504
    marvin gaye was great...
    oh, and rest in peace, wilson pickett :(

    have you ever seen the documentary "standing in the shadows of motown" about the funk brothers?
    i highly recommend it to everyone who's interested in this kind of music...
    ~~~
    Some days you wake up and sit on a park bench next to an eighty year old Russian architect, and some days you don't. I think this is my new life philosophy.

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    pearl jam @ the astoria, london, 20/04/06
  • DeetroitBaasketballDeetroitBaasketball Posts: 379
    Al Green - another Grand Rapids, Mi guy. When I was in undergrad we had to volunteer some time with an elderly person who was a minority for a social work class. Then we had to present later; one girl was all "have you ever heard of some guy named Al Green, because this is his sister..." Unbelievable...
  • mariposamariposa Posts: 2,523
    Yep, Marvin Gaye. But my favourite is Stevie Wonder and Etta James.

    Sam Cooke is another great one that I just started listening to because of PJ. :)
    "All the strength that you might think would disappear, resolving..."
  • yosi1yosi1 Posts: 3,272
    I love Stevie Wonder.
    you couldn't swing if you were hangin' from a palm tree in a hurricane.
  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    tracks of my tears - smokie robinson
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
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