As boomers weep over a few rock star heroes dying, it's a good time to appreciate the ones who are still above ground. I wasn't perceptive enough to know that Marvin Gaye's dad was going to shoot him before I got a chance to tell him that "What's Going On" redirected my life. Once I heard the title track, well, mercy mercy me...inner city blues made me wanna holler, too. This incredible album took me away from my white boy working class neighborhood to places that I hadn't considered. My musical tastes and capacity for empathy grew exponentially. But Marvin was gone long before I had a radio show that could have allowed me to thank him. It's