*i believe that the essence of motown, the driving force that makes it a pinnacle of pop music of sorts, is the african-american male drive towards the (then-unattainable) ideal of the ‘white female’*
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even now, my little sister likes motown in the same way she likes barack obama. easily digestable black men strongly appeal to suburban white girls self-conscious about their lack of diverse surroundings.
it took jimi hendrix to break down that miscegenous barrier. sam cooke got halfway there, gunned down by a korean motel owner who tenuously claimed he had tried raping her (turned out she had pulled the same trick on a truck driver a few years earlier). and jimi’s aryan woman neglected to call an ambulance for hours as he choked to death on his own vomit.
which also makes hendrix the last great black rock superstar.
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kurt cobain reached the end of the road for the caucasians.
he took neil young’s lyrics to heart: ‘it’s better to burn out than to fade away’ (which incidentally young had lifted from a jeff blackburn song)
(“hey hey, my my (into the black)” is a song by ‘neil young’)
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(combined with its acoustic counterpart “my my, hey hey (out of the blue)”, it bookends young’s 1979 album “rust never sleeps”…)
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*👨🔬🕵️♀️🙇♀️*SKETCHES*🙇♂️👩🔬🕵️♂️*
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💕💝💖💓🖤💙🖤💙🖤💙🖤❤️💚💛🧡❣️💞💔💘❣️🧡💛💚❤️🖤💜🖤💙🖤💙🖤💗💖💝💘
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*🌈✨ *TABLE OF CONTENTS* ✨🌷*
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🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥*we won the war* 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥