Marvin

The sun goes down before we reach Chicago. In the passenger seat Travis is excited for the ride, turning the lights on occasionally to look for cds and smokes and . I fall asleep listening to “Here My Dear”. For the first of what will be countless listens, I am immediately struck by the tone of Marvin Gaye’s voice at the beginning of the album. It is a tone I have never heard on any of his records – contempt. This is going to be a hard listen.