For four decades now, David Ritz has been the go-to biographer for the R+B set. He's written biographies (Marvin Gaye, Jimmy Scott) co-written memoirs with Smokey Robinson, Rick James, Ray Charles, Etta James and Janet Jackson. Shoot, he and T.I. even wrote a couple novels together. But for many years, the fish that got away was Aretha Franklin.
Franklin collaborated with Ritz on 1999's autobiography
From These Roots
, but for years afterward, Ritz was haunted by both the process and the results. It was impossible to get Aretha to open up and be honest about her career or personal life on an authorized project. Aretha, it seems, has invented an entire world of rosy fiction that makes her look amazing wherever possible and simply clam up or denies anything that suggests otherwise.
Ritz, meanwhile, is deeply entrenched among R+B royalty, living and dead, and has been an obsessive Aretha fan since her early recording days. Not to mention, he made contacts and conducted dozens of interviews for
From These Roots
that he could never use the first time around. So for 2014's
Respect
, he went rogue and dug deeper into the Aretha Franklin mythos, without the cooperation of the Queen.
That premise is what made me check out
Respect
. I read it concurrently with
Masters of Doom
, a biography of video game pioneers John Carmack and John Romero. With
MOD
, biographer David Kushner got into all the nooks and crannies of the story without involving himself whatsoever in the narrative. Kushner's non-involvement in his book was just as fascinating as Ritz's involvement in his. They made for a great non-fiction yin and yang.
Back to Aretha - as a protagonist, she is the type who makes you yell at the movie screen: "WHY ARE YOU BOOKING THAT HIGH-PROFILE GIG IN LONDON?! YOU KNOW YOU'RE JUST GONNA CANCEL IT AT THE LAST SECOND BECAUSE YOU'RE AFRAID TO GET ON AN AIRPLANE! THEY'RE GONNA SUE YOU FOR THAT! STOP BURNING BRIDGES, ARETHA!"
I started reading
Respect
at the point where she had her big '80s comeback - "Freeway of Love," "I Knew You Were Waiting For Me," "Jumpin' Jack Flash," "Who's Zoomin' Who." This comeback, it turns out, was a decade in the making. Aretha was madly obsessed with staying relevant and reinventing herself for younger generations, but she was also a control freak without a discerning ear for separating singles from filler. Aretha's peaks are mainly what we remember now, but there were hella valleys.
As the story proceeds through the '90s and the '00s, Aretha keeps making the same mistakes but gets more stubborn in her denial and isolation. I started skipping back a chapter at a time, ending up at Aretha's smash chart re-entry, 1982's "Jump To It," written and produced by Luther Vandross; then ending up at Aretha's involvement in 1980's
The Blues Brothers
and the film career she almost had. ("YOU'RE SO DEMANDING, ARETHA! AND FLAKY! BRIDGE BURNER! BRIDGE BURRRRNERRR!!"); then ending up at
Amazing Grace
, her career-peak '70s gospel album.
I confess I didn't read most of what Ritz wrote about the '40s, '50s and '60s, save an early chapter about how the young touring artists on the black gospel circuit in the '50s used to have bisexual orgies together*. Because, wouldn't you read that chapter, too?
In the end,
Respect
was an enjoyable book for me, but at 529 pages, it was too much information. I think, in general, I prefer to read memoirs of people who are still in their 30s and 40s. This one spans nearly three-fourths of a century. But I'd love to read another David Ritz R+B biography.