This is a very intellectual book about Marvin Gaye. I read a little bit from the beginning, but mostly I was interested in the end of his life, so I really only read the last chapter.

I always knew that Marvin was killed by his father, but until recently I didn't know anything about the circumstances. Last month I got into a discussion with a guy at a bar who knew quite a bit about it, and he told me the story. I thought it was the most moving thing I'd ever heard. So then I decided to try this book. I guess maybe I hoped that I would sort of be able to relive the pleasantly sad, boozy experience of hearing the story from the guy. It didn't work. The book made me feel very, very sober.