"And love, like a versified cliche, came down on me/Hard, in its casual way," wrote militant black poet LeRoi Jones in 1962. "Versified cliche," of course, could be considered an apt description of pop music -- that is, until Smokey Robinson got his hands on it. The Miracles' music was a chiffon-laced confection of pop, gospel, doo-wop and R&B, all pomaded process hairdos and silky harmonies. But like the love in Jones's poem, Smokey's softness came down hard. After him, the simple, innocent love song would... More >>>