Cleveland's own Bobby Womack passed away over the weekend at the age of 70. We've read plenty of words since that sad news hit, but we're partial to this eulogy from GQ. Do read it. Listen to some Womack while you do. You won't be sorry.
If Womack had been blessed with a perfect instrument like Cooke or Redding, he might never have found his way to such a rich, knotty view of his subject matter. His sound changed with the times; he was mainstream enough to enjoy chart success but adventurous enough to get in deep with Sly Stone and record a country album because he believed in the songs. He was never reduced to self-parody and even toward the end, with 2012's The Bravest Man in the Universe, he continued to push himself. (Click here to listen to one stand-out track, "Please Forgive My Heart.") If he had a formula, it was in the territory he covered, the many ways he found over the years of convincing us that love was worth all the trouble it caused.