I blame you for my warped view of love!
You’ve doomed me to believe that I’ll never know what real love is unless I have the urge to write 150 songs about some dude involving the words “angel”, “destiny”, or “crystal-something”. Of course he would have to write angry, less poetic, monosyllable songs attacking my character and talent. I would have to wear layers of billowy chiffon and a hairstyle that looks like a goose down pillow exploded on my head; he would have to have a huge 70’s white man ‘fro, wear chest hair embellishing v-necks with gold chains, and platform shoes though he’s already six feet tall. He would have to play the guitar with no pic and glare at me onstage when a lyric referred to me. I would twirl around a lot. We’d go do a line of coke, then go boink backstage.
Yeah, that’s real love.
Fleetwood Mac’s reunion live show, “The Dance”, premiered when I was fourteen years old. I don’t recall listening to Fleetwood Mac before then but became transfixed when I saw the music video for the concert’s “Silver Springs” on VH1’s Top Twenty. I saw this woman singing passionately about love and heartbreak and halfway through the set, turn towards the guitarist next to her and start screaming, “I’ll follow you down ’til the sound of my voice will haunt you! You’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you!” Why was she yelling at this man? But more importantly, why did I find that man dashingly attractive when he’s older than my Dad and I’m fourteen years old?
After that day, I went out and bought every Fleetwood Mac CD I could get my hands on that would explain the story on why this woman hated this man so much. What I got was an overwhelming soap opera of sex, drugs, loneliness, and confusion. I WANTED IN!
I wanted to wrap myself around someone’s dreams, take a silver spoon and dig my grave, ring like a bell through the night, and see my reflection in the snow covered hills. I wanted to feel like those people did and I still do.
In my weak attempt to find my Silver Springs in the past, I probably created unnecessary drama just so I could feel something.
Something I could take home and write about at the end of the day.
So my apologies to the couple of people long ago that I brought into my imaginary Fleetwood Mac melodrama in my head.
You wouldn’t have looked good in a WMA (White Man’s Afro) or silk v-neck shirts anyways.
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Fleetwood Mac songs have so much raw meaning that its unbelievable. Such a great post girl. Yeah that love mess between the two of them is epic. But I think its real. They have felt something…I too one day want to know that. She must love him cuz yeah your right she basically is screaming at him, but it makes one hell of a song. They really do rock on a whole different level!!
I miss late 90s VH1 so much my teeth hurt.
And apparently I have been trying to make my life a disastrous, goose-wearing, lyric-yelling, polyamorous Fleetwood Mac song for nearly a decade now. Thank you for helping me see the forest through the non-medicinal trees.
sadly, i have never knowingly listened to a stevie nicks song…but this post makes me want to listen …cause I need to be reminded about drama…i have no drama in my life presently, but it's nice to live through it vicariously through anothers eyes!better than nothing!
@Melanie- The interesting thing about Fleetwood Mac is that though Stevie and Lindsey's relationship ended decades ago, they were never fully able to move on because they had to see each other all the time, in very emotionally and physically straining situations (writing music, recording music, touring). Can you imagine seeing your ex ALL THE TIME like that?
@Polly- I miss it so much too.
And I'm kind of jealous of your life.
@Writing Womb- Solo Stevie NIcks is very different from Fleetwood Mac Stevie Nicks. I would start with Fleetwood Mac Stevie NIcks, then go to her solo. Her stuff is more interesting with FM because she had to deal with Lindsey (then Mick) all the time.
I think you should completely dive right back into that Fleetwood Mac melodrama you were living in. Ahhh Stevie…impressive style! This post is just one more reason I think you're so cool…just FYI, I think you're cool.
Anyway…so if you miss NY and the good ol' days of childhood visits to the Poconos, may I suggest you take a little visit over this way? You still have family in NY right-you're mom and grandmother??? or am I way off on that? All I'm hinting at is that you could swing thru NYC really 🙂
love this post… Fleetwood Mac was the first concert I ever went to at age 11 (it was the chain reunion tour) and I LOVED them. Then, it wasn't "cool" to like them in middle school, or whatever, so I took a break from them, tossing my concert tee way in the back of my childhood dresser.
You can imagine how happy I was when I when I found that in 2006 and realized it still fit.
Unfortunately, I screwed up too many relationships with my seemingly effortless drama. And now I can blame my parents for bringing me up on Fleetwood Mac.
To be fair, she had a guy's name and he had a girl's name – the lines were blurry from the start.
I really miss late 90s VH1. I didn't realise how much until you just mentioned it. *sigh*
Oh man. Lindsey's awesome monosyllabic songs on Tusk are so coke-addled that I failed to realize they were put-downs of Stevie. But it makes a lot of sense now. It's not that funny, I know I'm not wrong, you're never gonna make it baby, someone come and tell me what it's really all about… Yeah.
I guess some people don't really like the idea of volatile, unstable relationships. The kind where the word "passionate" really just doesn't cut it at all. I used to be one of those people.
But now, I have a different answer to the question of, "Is that real love?" After breaking up with the Stevie to my Lindsey (god, I just realized how androgynous they sound together), I'm pretty sure that that's the only way to be.
Fleetwood Mac ruins childhoods. TRUE STORY.
"I wanted to wrap myself around someone's dreams, take a silver spoon and dig my grave, ring like a bell through the night, and see my reflection in the snow covered hills. I wanted to feel like those people did and I still do." These are wonderful words strung out in a beautiful way.
I ADORE Fleetwood Mac, and I always will. Thanks for this great post. It stirs up some wonderful memories for me.
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There`s nothing shameful about liking older men at fourteen.I was def. obsessed with the whole Lolita idea.Being that Nick Cage was one of my famous crushes from watching the film Family Man and later Moonstruck.
Ive always suspected its an only child girl thing.
My first old man crush was Sean Connery. I know he'd rumored to be a real dickhead, but that never stopped me from swooning over him. (Of course, now that he really is an old man, not so much)
I like this post. I will constantly listen to Fleetwood Mac whenever I'm at the begining or end of a relationship. Spent a weeks wages (I had a shit job) on a ticket to see them play last year. It was of course worth it.
i remember the live reunion Silver Springs video! they played it TO DEATH. don't get me wrong, i love the Mac as well but it was like VH1 was getting coke bumps from the band everytime they aired that thing. either that or i watched ENTIRELY too much tv during that period of my life.
yeah, pretty sure it was the latter…
I so luv this post! Plz keep writing!
I'm feelin' you sister – it was recently Stevie's birthday, and I was inspired to write this paean to her:
Just Like a White Winged Dove – http://www.angeliska.com/2010/05/just-like-a-white-winged-dove/
I am so captivated by the magic of Fleetwood Mac. I swear, they just make everything better!
Time to twirl- now where's my crocheted lace shawl?
I know this blog entry was posted earlier this year but I have just found and it and had a laugh to myself when I read it because I want a Lindsey/Stevie love story as well. And I truly cause my own little dramas just for a taste of what they had. I am completely and utterly obsessed. I want my own Lindsey. And as far as I'm concerned Stevie is a goddess!
I adore this entry by the way.
Ain't it the truth?
I'm late to the party but thanks for the hysterical post. Best laugh I've had in ages.
At first, I didn't like your post cause I thought it was a total put down of Stevie and Lindsey and I LOVE them! Then I saw that what you said is true. They had been almost married in the 70's, so they had a fodder of material to draw from. But, to this day, Stevie still writes songs about Lindsey (even though they separated 35 years ago). Part of that I don't get, like you can't move on from him? But the songs are awesome! Maybe she will write more material about current things. She never talks about the current men in her life in interviews. Surely someone as wonderful as she is would have men still lining up at her door! Anyway, I absolutely love and adore F Mac, Stevie solo and Lindsey solo so I am so happy I can see them soon!
I’m soooo late in this conversation, but I really do have to say just how much I’ve loved to read all the things you’ve wrote! I love FM, Stevie & Lindsey❤I done that since middle of the 80’s. And I know all this love-feeling-distructive-relationships some of you been writing about..”been there, done that”;) How many relationships have’nt I ruined, because I thought those feelings and that kind of love they’ve sung about were the “right” ones… Yeah, even though I’m older now, and have came to understand other things behind their love, also not so good parts, I still believe they’d had/having some really strong bound between the two of them…And I still have(and probably will ever have) a part of me who will search for that kind of love! I will never stop listening to their music, they are my true love❤