IT HURT ME TOO - MARVIN GAYE & THE VANDELLAS
(analysis by leonard cohen)
DRUMS SHUFFLING: SHNN shnn shnn SHNN shnn
ELECTRIC INSTRUMENTS: Zunga zunga zunga (a promise of incessant regular sex pumping)
MARVIN: I could have left zunga zunga zunga (he's got all the time in the world - he's traveled a long path to tell this cruel story) and said (electric pulse breathing) I told you so
VANDELLAS: told you so (a battalion of black girls, his officers recruited from bombed gospel altars, they ambush me with unspecific hatred and white teeth)
MARVIN: I could have told the whole wide world he leave you sad and blue
VANDELLAS: sad and blue
MARVIN: Shaid I coov ran VANDELLAS: Ahhhhhhhh and said ahhhhhhhh it's good for you ahhhhhhhh to geh now ahhhhhhhh (STOP!)
MARVIN: But I know when it hurt you
DRUM: Smack!
MARVIN: don't you know it hurt me too?
VANDELLAS: hurt me too (they had soared away into universal love suffering but now they are back in uniform, more precise now, as if they had vowed to guard themselves against a fatal emotional excess, chop / chop / chop /)
DRUMS CLIMB FIVE STEPS. MARVIN WHEELS OUT OF HIS CORNER FOR THE SECOND ROUND. THIS WILL BE TO THE DEATH. THE VANDELLAS ARE READY TO SUCK-MURDER THE VICTOR.
MARVIN: I could have said that you had it coming to you (Who are you Marvin Gaye? You have a strange command. I think you have been through some ordeal and have learned too much. You are the king of some slum block and you have handed down Laws)
VANDELLAS: coming to you (they take off their luminous bras and drive to fearful heart like a squadron of kamikaze)
MARVIN: When you walked out and turned your back on me
VANDELLAS: back on me
MARVIN: I pleaded Baby (his strength is established, his troops are in razor order, now he can weep over us) Ohh No! Please Plea Please! VANDELLAS: Ahhhhhhhhhh Baby don't go! Cause I knew he would hurt you (back to superior narrative style) DIDACTIC DRUM THUMP Don't you know it hurt me too?
VANDELLAS: hurt me too Ah Ah Ah (step down the marble stairs to lift his head)
MARVIN: He said he had you dancing on a string (in some sad locker-room where all male lovers recreate, Marvin has heard the details of the lay)
VANDELLAS: Ahhhhhhhh (Revenge! Revenge! but don't we still bleed, Sisters?)
MARVIN: As far as love goes you were
VANDELLAS: Hah! (they purge their hatred with this exclamation)
MARVIN: just another fling Oh I oh oh oh I may be a fool (but we know you're not, nor am I, for we deal with sacred material. Oh, God. All states of love give power!) to love you the way I do
VANDELLAS: the way I do (a sweet punctuation. Now they are women waiting for their men, soft and wet they squat on balconies looking for our smoke signals, touching themselves)
MARVIN: Don't you realise even fools have feelings too? So baby
VANDELLAS: Ahhhhhhhhh
MARVIN: C'mon back (a command) and let me dry (a hope) the tears (the real life of pity) from your eye (one eye, darling, one eye at a time)
MARVIN AND THE VANDELLAS WHIP THEMSELVES WITH ELECTRIC BRAIDS Cause I would never hurt you
VANDELLAS: I would never hurt you
MARVIN: No no I would never hurt you
VANDELLAS: I would never hurt you
MARVIN: Cause Baby when it hurt you
DRUM: Swak!
MARVIN: Don't you know it hurts me too?
VANDELLAS: hurt me too
MARVIN: It hurts me so bad
VANDELLAS: hurt me too
MARVIN: I never desert you
VANDELLAS: hurt me too
MARVIN: It hurts me so much stronger
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old sketch "the enemy of creativity is the pursuit of perfection” - geoffrey wren (ha ha ha!!!)
