Movie Geek (marc_e_heuck) wrote,
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This whole Spector/Clarkson tragedy

I don't want this to be true. I want to believe there will be an explanation for all of this.
I keep reading about Lana Clarkson, and liking what I read. Nobody with anything mean to say, someone who felt no shame about having done a bunch of movies in youth and taking a waitressing job in the present. Someone who stayed positive about a business that cultivates cynicism.
And I keep reading about Phil Spector, and feeling my heart sink. Sure, many great artists have been less than exemplary people. Disney and Wagner were Nazi sympathizers. Henry Fonda and Peter Sellers cooly abandoned women and kept their children at an aloof distance. And there are plenty of verified incidents from Ronnie Spector, the Ramones, John Lennon and others about how irrational and violent Phil Spector could be. I'm praying that this is an accident, a frame-up, I want to believe in his old age he could have kept that bullshit bad behavior under control.
And what I don't want are the morality police to step in and start trying to get all the Spector music off the radio, because you know that's the next step. Remember all the self-righteous sports teams that stopped playing "Rock and Roll Part 2" because of Gary Glitter's kid porn bust? I don't want to live in a world without "Be My Baby" or "My Sweet Lord" or "To Know Him is to Love Him."
So here, we have a woman who didn't have the skills for the big time but conducted herself with tremendous grace, apparently killed by a genius with no clue about controlling his anger. This is no longer just a matter of someone being a saint and the other a spoiled celebrity. This is pure Greek tragedy.

You know, that fucking asshole Spector summed up my feelings all those years ago, and the wonderful wife he treated like shit sung them:

Baby do you know what you did today
Baby do you know what you took away
You took the blue out of the sky
My whole life changed when you said goodbye
And now I'm crying, crying...

Ooooh, baby
Ooooh, baby

I wish I never saw the sunshine
I wish I never saw the sunshine
Cause if I never saw the sunshine, baby
Then maybe...

I wouldn't mind the rain

Every day is just like the day before
All alone a hundred miles from shore
Every dream I dreamed with you
Now they will die, and never come true
And I keep crying, crying...

Ooooh, baby
Ooooh, baby

I wish I never saw the sunshine
I wish I never saw the sunshine
Cause if I never saw the sunshine, baby
Then maybe...

I wouldn't mind the rain
There wouldn't be this pain
And I know there wouldn't be
Clouds that follow me
Everywhere I go...

Ooooh, baby
Ooooh, baby

I wish I never saw the sunshine
I wish I never saw the sunshine
Cause if I never saw the sunshine, baby
Then maybe...

I wouldn't mind the rain
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