Sam Cooke is arguably one of the finest singers in history, but he also wrote many of his own songs. These songs are deceptively simple–like any creative titan, Sam Cooke knew the recipe for brilliance. It is this: Tension. Tension is irresistable.
I’ll explain. One of my favorite songs of his is “Nothing Can Change This Love.” I urge you to listen to it first, so check out my Sam Cooke playlist on Anywhere.fm. Sam’s rich, crackly tenor is what sells it and injects it with a hint of melancholy. And here lies the secret to the song’s appeal. Check out the lyrics:
If I go a million miles away
I’d write a letter each and everyday
’cause honey nothing, nothing, nothing can ever
change this love I have for you.
Make me weak, and you can make me cry
see me coming, and you can pass me by
but I know nothing, nothing, nothing can ever
change this love I have for you
you’re the apple of my eye, you’re cherry pie
and oh, you’re cake and ice cream
you’re sugar and spice, everything nice
you’re the girl of my, my, my, my, dreams
And if you wanted to leave me and roam,
when you got back, I’d just say welcome home
’cause honey nothing, nothing, nothing can ever
change this love I have for you
I know that nothing, nothing, nothing can ever
change this love I have for you. (end)
The song is a love song, and for a long time I thought that’s all it was. But listen closely. There’s that faint sense of melancholy–a tinge of sadness and longing in the way Sam delivers these phrases. I can’t say why this is, but the effect is undeniable.
Then there’s the lyrics: Sam sings of hypothetical situations, but what would bring a man to imagine his love ignoring him as she passed him by? Or leaving him to roam the world without him? One day it hit me: This is a love song about a woman who doesn’t even know the singer. Sam isn’t singing to his beloved, but rather someone he wishes were his beloved–“the girl of [his] dreams.” A woman who ignores him yet whom he loves profoundly.
It’s a little sad, but Sam carries it off with dignified passion. Here’s the point: All truly great soul songs have some element of sadness, and this tension is where the song’s power comes from. Love and death. Passion and loss. It’s the age old adage of taking the bitter with the sweet–you need contrast in order to make a point. You also need conflicting interpretations in order to tell a compelling story that lasts.
I still puzzle at this song. I try to listen to it as a straightahead love song, and also as an ode from a persistent man whose love has been rebuked time and again. Sam brings this tension to all of his songs, and really, that’s what Soul music is.
The next time you listen to a love song, ask yourself how happy the singer sounds. Falling in love is never one dimensional, and any love song worth a damn isn’t either…