The Hitsville U.S.A. Motown building, at 2648 West Grand Boulevard in Detroit, Motown's headquarters from 1959 to 1968, which became the Motown Historical Museum in 1985.
From Robert Whitcomb’s “Digital Diary,’’ in GoLocal24.com
The death of The Supremes’ Mary Wilson brought back ‘60s memories of the smoky basement of my Dartmouth College (in Hanover, N.H.) fraternity house, where I cemented many friendships, some of which are now being revived via the ambiguous charms of Zoom.
But rather than details of our conversations in that bar- (half keg on Wednesday nights and full keg on Saturday nights)-and-ping-pong-table- equipped cave, the sounds I most remember are those of Motown on our juke box. This was the favored music of the fraternity’s leadership. I had heard little Motown before arriving; the Beatles, the Rolling Stones and the Mamas & the Papas were the leaders in my Connecticut high school.
Maybe that so many of my fraternity brothers came from big cities (as opposed to the suburbanites that dominated my high school) explains the love of this “Black music”. I got a bit tired of it over three years, but it sure got into my bones and to hear it takes me back to relatively happy days (for me) more than half a century ago.
