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Motown M 1035 (A), October 1962
b/w Operator
(Written by Smokey Robinson)
Oriole CBA 1796 (A), January 1963
b/w Operator
(Released in the UK under license through Oriole Records)
The third of Mary Wells’ trio of big hits written and produced by Smokey Robinson in 1962 (following on from The One Who Really Loves You and You Beat Me To The Punch), this is also for my money the weakest of the bunch.
The partnership between Mary and Smokey was Motown’s first really successful pairing up of a great performer with a great writer/producer; both parties flourished under the arrangement, and the results weren’t just measured in hit records for Mary. Throughout 1962, Robinson used his work with Wells to define and refine a clearly-identifiable “Motown Sound”, a midtempo, calypso-influenced style which most of the label’s roster ended up flirting with, resulting in hits of varying magnitude for both Smokey’s own group the Miracles (the sumptuous I’ll Try Something New) and lesser lights at the time like the Supremes (Your Heart Belongs To Me).
The best examples, though, were the aforementioned first two hit singles Smokey wrote for Mary Wells in 1962; two excellent records, so excellent that they perhaps masked the fact that all this midtempo, calypso-tinged stuff was leading Motown down a musical dead end. The public didn’t yet care – like its predecessor, Two Lovers landed in the pop Top Ten and topped the R&B charts – but things were already moving on at Motown, and this is pretty much the last good record that could be squeezed out from what was becoming a stale formula.
I’m being unduly harsh (just for a change, I know). This is a good record – I thought I’d best make that clear right now for anyone who’s not already skipped ahead to see the mark I’ve given it. It’s just that there are two things wrong with it for me; there’s an all-pervading atmosphere of treading water, and there are two almost-identical, consideraby better Mary Wells records already available to compare it to. Once you’ve made The One Who Really Loves You and You Beat Me To The Punch, where else is there to go? Without changing direction, the only way is down. Those two are magnificent pop records; this is an entertaining, beautifully-sung sketch that sounds as though it was assembled out of various offcuts from those two records.
So, musically, this one doesn’t really do much that those two hadn’t already done; of the smattering of new elements, the brassy horns are a plus, but the weird “popcorn” percussion (a noise that sounds like two coconut halves being knocked together) is a minus, so they cancel each other out. Really, the whole thing is little more than a retread of Mary’s first two big hits of the year, and so whilst it sounds good and all, musically it’s not doing anything new, nothing that we haven’t already heard.
But it’s a Mary Wells single, which means there’s still plenty to like. Mary gives another excellent performance, her smoky, smouldering voice sounding better than ever, growing more confident with each successive single. She’s getting very good as an actress, too; it’s testament to her charisma and charm (both of which radiate off this record with an almost visible brightness) that even though she’s being made to sing some of Smokey Robinson’s clunkiest lyrics, she manages to keep things convincing.
Ah yes, the lyrics. Right. Other than Mary’s vocal, the record’s big selling point is its twist ending; I don’t want to spoil the surprise, so anyone who (for whatever baffling reason) is reading this without having listened to the song first should go and do that immediately.
Okay, are they all gone? Excellent. The conceit of the song is that Mary explains how she has Two lovers, and I ain’t ashamed / Two lovers, and I love them both the same, a scandalous admission which must have caused a few white radio jocks to suck in their breath in the prudish climate of 1962. She describes the character traits of her two lovers in turn: one is gentle and kind, while the other treats me bad / Makes me sad / Makes me cry, but still she loves them both equally. At the end, though, we find out that they’re actually the same person. Zing!
The way this is phrased in the song:
“Darling, well
Don’t you know that I can tell
Whenever I look at you
That you think that I’m untrue
‘Cos I say that I love two
But I really, really do
‘Cos you’re a split personality
And, in reality…
Both of them are you”
– has led a number of reviewers to take the phrase “split personality” quite literally, suggesting Mary’s boyfriend really does have a mental health problem that causes him to think he’s two different people, or something like that. I’ve never subscribed to this view – I think the song is meant to be Mary pointing out, gently, to her man that he sometimes acts like such a complete arse that it’s almost as if he’s a different person. (In fact, I think if the song really were meant to be taken literally, it would lose a lot of its charm – it would be a slightly tacky comedy number, and you never want to reduce Mary Wells to that.)
No, it’s a nice enough idea in principle – my problem with it is that it’s so clunky, uncharacteristically so for a wordsmith as skilful Smokey Robinson. It’s not clear until the “big reveal” just who Mary is addressing this information to, or why; and even when we do find out, it’s still poorly written. Like another bafflingly highly-regarded Smokey Robinson clunker, What’s So Good About Goodbye?, the initial “Oh, that’s clever!” of the thin central conceit seems to have blinded people to some very ordinary writing. Look at those lines up there; beautifully sung they may be, but as dialogue, they’re just terrible. Smokey’s trying to catch a fairly complicated sentiment in a few very short lines, but it’s not easy to paraphrase something like “I can tell from your face that this whole “two lovers” business has shocked you, but don’t worry; I’m just employing a narrative device because I want to make it clear how your love for me seems to blow hot and cold” in a way that can be parsed quickly by pop listeners over the course of ten seconds. Still, if you had to put your money on anyone to carry it off, it would probably be Smokey Robinson – but he doesn’t manage it, and instead he ends up saddling Mary with a lumbering amateur theatrical monologue that doesn’t really stand up to close scrutiny.
That’s the rub, I suppose – there just isn’t enough here to reward repeat listens, especially after the “shock” of the twist ending has been revealed. It’s a nice enough tune, but it’s so heavily reminiscent of the two better ones Mary Wells had already cut in 1962 that it seems almost perverse to come to this one rather than one of those.
But Mary, though. Mary, Mary, Mary. I could listen to her all day; she’s so seductive and charming that she almost makes Smokey’s dialogue work, and frankly I’d never turn down the chance of more Mary Wells. But I’m really finding it tough to even try and review this record in isolation – I mean, what would I think of this if I’d never heard The One Who Really Loves You or You Beat Me To The Punch? I’d probably end up rating it a lot higher, I guess, because it shares a lot of what was good about those records, without really adding anything to the mix – but then it’s difficult to say for sure, because I can’t forget those songs, and furthermore those are both eternal, written around universal themes, whereas this one’s based on surprising the listener with a conceit that only works the first time around, and that’s a flaw I can’t write off completely for the sake of isolation.
It’s good, but at the same time it’s not as good as some almost identical Mary Wells records I’ve already reviewed. That’s it.
Aargh. Tell you what. Ignore me, and go and listen to this record, which is a perfectly good Mary Wells single, perhaps even a “typical” Mary Wells single, and see what you think. Me, I think it’s extremely disappointing without ever being noticeably bad, and so this seems like a fair enough mark to me. Your mileage may vary.
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Dave L said:
I might give this an 8, but I see what you mean too. By the time we pull up to “Laughing Boy” and “Your Old Stand By,” I’m more than ready for the dancing stomper that HDH will next have Mary try, and ace!
This was a well-timed hit, however. The entire Motown roster was out on tour in the autumn of 1962, and as Nelson George noted in Where Did Our Love Go, at that point the Temptations, Supremes and Vandellas couldn’t draw flies. (Few people outside of Detroit had even heard of them yet.) Every fresh, well-received single on the already established acts –Strange I Know, Two Lovers, You’ve Really Got A Hold Me and Hitch Hike– had to count for more warm bodies in the ticket line.
Some of my favorite Wells tunes you’ll never get to because they weren’t 45s. William Stevenson’s breezy and romantic Does He Love Me on the “My Guy” album, I think would have been a perfect summer of ’64 follow-up to the title hit; Holland-Dozier-Holland’s criminally neglected wall-of-sound One Block From Heaven which we didn’t even get on an album till December 1966; and the hidden Smokey jewel My Heart Is Like A Clock, not out till the 2-CD set “Looking Back” in 1993.
The story I’ve heard is that Berry -who has no small love of money- was nevertheless so burned by Mary’s abrupt departure after My Guy that he allowed no lame-duck Motown singles on Wells, lest they might click big and only improve her standing at a new record company. Fans eager for everything Wells did at Motown had to be patient, some of those items not set loose till after her death.
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nixonradio said:
Thanks Dave.
I don’t dislike the record as such (hence the high mark), but I’d like it more if it didn’t follow on (and borrow so heavily) from two much better records. I don’t believe Mary Wells recorded one bad A-side during the Sixties (unlike the B-side here, which I think is palpably shoddy work – but that’s for tomorrow).
With regard to Berry Gordy nixing the “lame duck” records, I don’t think there’s any dispute about that at all – there were two follow-up singles, scheduled well in advance, due to hit stores in the wake of “My Guy” (“When I’m Gone” and “Whisper You Love Me Boy”) which were allocated Motown catalogue numbers (1061, 1065) and provisional release dates (July and September 1964), only to be cancelled after Mary left the company, and the band tracks allocated to other acts to dub their vocals over the top for use on future 45s (Brenda Holloway and the Supremes respectively).
What’s rather murkier is the question of whether Gordy, or anyone else at Motown, continued to have an influence on the records Mary made after leaving Hitsville; there’s more than one allegation out there that pressure was put on various sources (radio jocks, concert promoters, even distributors and wholesalers) to make sure none of the Fox or Atco sides did any business. I’m not saying I believe those stories, but the fact that they’re out there at all speaks volumes in itself about just how annoyed Gordy was at her effectively walking out on the career he’d planned for her.
Whatever the reasons behind her subsequent astonishingly rapid fall from the top tier of the entertainment business, I don’t think there can be any argument at all that leaving Motown was the wrong decision; a pity, because I would like to live in the universe where she scored a dozen follow-up hits and ended up claiming some of the best-known Motown songs of the late Sixties for herself.
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YourOldStandBy said:
Nixon-
Found this website a couple days ago….a friend of mine lent me his box sets and I’ve been able to listen to them on my own terms, finally. I’ve been wanting them for a long time but I’m too poor to afford ’em! I look forward to commenting, what a great idea this blog is.
“Two Lovers” is simply a masterpiece. Sure, those lyrics at the end are a bit clunky, but that’s part of it’s charm. The backing track is suductive. It’s an easy progression from those other two 1962 records. I would actually give it a 10. It’s exquisite.
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nixonradio said:
Hello YOSB – thanks for all your comments so far.
The original idea behind the site was to provide a sort of track-by-track commentary on the Complete Motown Singles box sets (especially for those people who’d bought the MP3s, or just a few tracks here and there, rather than the physical CD sets, and thus missed out on all the amazing material in the liner notes) – it wasn’t until a bit later on, not long before I started actually writing the reviews, that I realised it would be more fun just to try and actually review every Motown record, using the box sets as a starting point.
Please do feel free to leave responses on any of the reviews (and that goes for anyone else reading this) – I’m not precious about my opinions, and while I obviously think they stand up, well, as I put at the end of every review, I’ve had my say already.
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144man said:
I didn’t have any over-familiarity problems because “Two Lovers” was the first Mary Wells record I’d ever heard. My first reactions was that it was really weird, as I had never heard anyone sound like that before. The second time I heard it, I realised that I actually liked it a lot; it gave me goosebumps.
“Two Lovers” hit me so hard that I immediately joined the Mary Wells Fan Club, which morphed into the Tamla-Motown Appreciation Society.
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nixonradio said:
This goes to the core of it, I think – as I said in the review, if this was the first Mary Wells record I’d heard, I’d probably be smitten too. Instead, there just seems to be something unsatisfactory about it on a number of levels, even if I can’t quite pin down exactly why in every instance, or properly judge how damaging these perceived flaws are. Or aren’t. I don’t know. This was probably the hardest review I’ve had to write so far, if it helps.
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Michael Landes said:
As usual I’m with you right down the line. But, though I’m a sucker for Mary too, I can’t overcome the song. I wouldn’t rank it nearly as high as you. I’m not surprised that Smokey wrote this because the weakest 50% of his own releases are pretty 2nd rate as well. A lot of Ace b-sides to be sure, but also a lot of dud A-sides. You’ve spoken for me perfectly. All I hear here is a spent formula. But Mary is such a likeable singer that I can perfectly understand people getting smitten with it. And just for context, I’ll stand by my Smokey comment, but I still think he’s the biggest talent at Motown (does anybody not feel this way?? :-))
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Landini said:
I thought this was a decent song. Apparently, Smokey returned to the split personality/two people in one mode in several other songs (Daylight & Darkness). Supposedly, he was writing about his wife’s personality quirks. It is interesting how he had certain themes he returned to from time to time (laughing on the outside/crying on the inside).
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Mickey The Twistin' Playboy said:
It’s not as good as it’s two cha-cha predecessors but it’s lyrically clever and Mary sells it. My rating: 8/10
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Robb Klein said:
I’d give this an “8” as well. It is a well-written song by Smokey, has a good instrumental, and clever lyrics. “7” is too low, as an average good Motown cut. This is one rung above that level. Anything Mary sang in1964 was above average for Motown.
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bogart4017 said:
Its a bit like that scene in the movie “Cooley High” with the 4 youths cruising in the stolen car. They turn on the radio and magically pick up the downbeat for “You Beat Me To The Punch”. Instant euphoria, right? Nothing like that is forthcoming for this song. I’ll have to agree with you—it lacks a certain……replayability. Its like the other two have this constant freshness to them—-they never age. “Two Lovers” is kinda creaky in spots. She sells it better live. 8/10 and keep; up the good work. As you can see i’m officially hooked.
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