When I heard rumblings about a Motown tribute featuring J. Lo last week, everything I knew to be true told me that it wasn’t going to end well. But I was still hopeful. (Or maybe I was naïve?) I figured at best that J. Lo would be one of many acts that were a part of the tribute. For the life of me, I couldn’t imagine what Motown song she would sing though. All Motown songs have soul. It’s part of the signature sound. Now J. Lo? Great entertainer. Beautiful gowns. But she ain’t never been known for having a soulful voice. And still, I was willing to give her a shot. It’s J. Lo. By all accounts, she puts on a great show.
Never in my wildest nightmares would I have imagined that a Latina woman, who makes no claims to blackness, would be the star of a Motown tribute, relegating black performers to mere cameos in a celebration of a sound that their own culture invented and perfected. It’s insulting. It’s erasure. It’s a GD travesty.Read More