The Mask of Marvin Gaye

Revisiting two 1980s interviews with vocal great the eve of 'What's Going On's anniversary

I was raised by a soul music loving, finger snapping, Saturday night party-giving mother who had a particular affection for “love men” like Otis Redding, Al Green and that major deity Marvin Gaye. I would stand on my tippy toes to watch the yellow & brown Tamla 45s of “Hitch Hike,” “Stubborn Kinda Fella,” etc. spin on my mother’s Motorola High Fidelity …