155. The Downbeats: “Request Of A Fool”
Just about the most out-and-out enjoyable number out of the eight sides Motown had released in 1962 so far. […click title to read more]
Just about the most out-and-out enjoyable number out of the eight sides Motown had released in 1962 so far. […click title to read more]
Appealing in its way, but it’s more of an album track, or an intimate, contemplative number for live shows; it’s never a hit single. (5)
A sweet little song, but it’s really very slight, and by the time of its release Mary Wells had definitely already moved on to bigger things and better material. (6)
Paired for the first time with writer/producer Smokey Robinson, Mary Wells turned in her best single so far. Not coincidentally, The One Who Really Loves You landed Mary her biggest hit to date (Top Ten pop, and just missing out on scoring Motown’s third R&B Number One). (9)
A disappointing waste of both a good song and a good vocalist, paired together wholly inappropriately and satisfying no-one. (3)
A bluesy, slinky R&B number, much in the vein of the stuff later cut by Shorty Long for the Soul Records subsidiary. (6)
Considerably less traumatising than the horrific A-side Mr Sandman, this is probably the most commercial thing Marvin Gaye had yet recorded. (5)
The resounding failure of this single, Marvin Gaye’s worst Motown release, and the rethinking of basic concepts which resulted, should be widely celebrated by all music fans worldwide.
If the technology and Motown’s budget had allowed for an EP or a 12″ 45 single, this might have been one of the great early Motown treasures; instead, hacked peremptorily in half and parcelled into chunks too small to sate the appetite, it ends up little more than an unsatisfactory promo for an album you can’t now physically buy. (6)
You can almost hear dancehall audiences groaning Awwwww! as the fade slashes in; we were just getting into that, they’d have grumbled. It’s just too short, and divorced from its proper context (and two-thirds of its length), it doesn’t have the chance to make an impression. (6)
Quite pretty, but utterly pedestrian. Which (once again) isn’t to say it’s dreadful, it’s just… there, which is really not good enough by the rarified standards set by Miracles records. (5)