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I'm reading the Motown story as told by Raynoma Gordy
Here's a passage .........
"I'd recently confided to a good friend that it wasn't just exhaustion that limited our sex life , but that Berry was hesitant about making love too often. "He says it depletes his business drive."
She just rolled her eyes and said ," Miss Ray, I beg your pardon , but s%@t, if a man wasn't sticking it to me five times a day , I'd kick his black ass out."
I laughed high at that. No wonder she was single. What I couldn't explain to her was that Berry and I were making love every minute of the day --- in making music and working together, in orchestrating the magic of everything that was happening. And with our new headquarters ( Hitsville) , we were both lustier than ever before, hungering for our next orgasmic hit.
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here's some more :
" Miss Ray , I want to see my contract right now ," Mary Wells had demanded one day. "It's my right , and besides I know how much The Miracles are making."
"Wait a minute. It's a standard contract., and it's just a formality . What are you talking about , rights? We're not here to steal your money. You'll always be taken care of , don't even worry about it. This company is built on trust , and Mary," I looked at her questioningly, "loyalty. We want you to have what you deserve, so please , trust me. " I was quite firm. In later years , I would learn the importance of educating an artist in all the details of his or her contracts and career. But in those formative days, when the contracts were straight forward, I took demands like Mary's to be affronts to our business ethics. I did understand , however, the disappointment many felt upon receiving their first royalties.
"Wow, I got a hit song and now Im going to be rich" and then ---- after all the costs of recording the song, promotional monies, and advances are subtracted
---- they'd open the envelope, "Twenty-nine dollars and fifty cents ?"
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Locating HITSVILLE .....
Since we'd long outgrown Gladstone, I was scouting for a new heaquarters for Tamla. On a sweltering July Saturday morning, I spied a gray house trimmed in green with a "For Sale" sign posted out front. Like so many others on the street , it was a fairly innocuos two-story family dwelling. But one structural distinction, a big showcase window gracing the front of the housw , had caught my eye. I called the agent.
The house belonged to a photographer, the agent explained, as I saw that it was already set up for doing business; a reception area, just as youwalked inthe door, a medium-sized office to the left of the rceptoin area, and then of course , the window the photographer had used to display his pictures. To the right of the reception area, the owner had knocked down some walls , leaving a large space for several desks. So far, so good. As the agent excorted me to the back of the house , however , I almost swooned. There was a huge cinder block room that had been added as a dark room. I couldn't have dreamed up a more perfect place for a recording studio.
And the upstairs second floor , had plenty of living space for the two of us and the boys.
West Grand Boulevard --- even the street name bespoke great things to come. Twenty-five thousand dolllatrs was the purchase price. Three thousand down and paymentys of one hundred and forty a month. Hopefully. I thought, standing out front on the walk not long after moving day ,we'd pop another smash song out soon, and not have to worry about our burgeoning expenses.
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Some great passages there.. It's been several years since I read it, but I loved Raynoma Gordy-Singleton's book! Probably one of the best Motown memoirs that have been published so far..
I remember reading something from when the book came out, one of Berry Gordy's sisters when asked for comment said "it was a good fiction." Which is interesting, since none of them have specifically countered any of the things she said in the book whether in court or in the press..
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Neon ... I'm very much enjoying this book too . Love learning about Motown's history . I hope books will come about Casablanca (especially Casablanca) Salsoul, PI , Stax, etc. .....
From the early part of the book, I found these particular sentiments so especially compelling.
This part struck me as superlatively romantic and dedicated . How could they not succeed ... an empire derived from the roots of such ardent commitment . What a beautiful thing ... all that was built through the determination of this devoted young couple. 8)"I'd recently confided to a good friend that it wasn't just exhaustion that limited our sex life , but that Berry was hesitant about making love too often. "He says it depletes his business drive."
...........What I couldn't explain to her was that Berry and I were making love every minute of the day --- in making music and working together, in orchestrating the magic of everything that was happening. And with our new headquarters ( Hitsville) , we were both lustier than ever before, hungering for our next orgasmic hit.
..or so I thought .....
that is .............. until Raynoma later in the book retells some other details to that part of the story:evil: :P
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---- We have great sex together, too, Margaret added. In fact , that night you got married . was he home? My stomach clenched, a sick taste entered my mouth as she asked, What does that mean to you that your husband slept with me on your wedding night?
My marriage was over after this conversation. It could never be the same. I could never be the same.
Raynoma Gordy Singleton about her wonderful husband and business partner: Berry Gordy Jr.
page 130 ---- BERRY , ME AND MOTOWN The Untold Story
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