Stevie Nicks

Stevie Nicks is beautiful, brilliant, and human.  The above photo barely captures her energy and joy when she performs.  I regret I didn’t know about Stevie Nicks until about six months ago.  I still experience brief moments when I resent those around me who failed to bring her to my attention.  Fortunately, I get over myself quickly.

Instead of crying over missing out, I’ve spent my time studying her career so far.  I’ve spent hours watching interviews on YouTube.  I’ve purchased her concert DVD’s and her documentary;  In Your Dreams.  I also bought her entire catalog of music.  Then I listened intently to each song in CD order.

I do this with my favorite bands because it seems rude to skip around willy-nilly.  Plus, listening to all the songs in order often tells you a story you wouldn’t pick up on otherwise.  Songwriters are storytellers.  Stevie Nicks is one of the most prolific songwriter’s I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing.

I’ve been a voracious reader since I learned the skill.  It’s the form of communication I understand best.  I’m autistic and write about my journey in that respect on another blog;  Unabashed Autist.  The way I connect with others is by reading or listening to their stories.  I find it far more intimate than a face-to-face conversation.

Famous people have persona’s they use to engage with their fans.  It’s usually a mere glimpse into the person behind the persona.  I can’t imagine what it’s like to be famous.  The thought terrifies me.  It leads me to believe this practice is a form of self-preservation for celebrities.  I fully grasp the need for personal space to grow and experience.

Stevie Nicks’ persona began as a mysterious, beautiful woman who could sing as sweetly as a bird, and with enough edge to cut deep.  She captured a lot of hearts by doing what came naturally to her.  I could almost feel the crowds wondering how someone so talented and beautiful can be so vulnerable in front of thousands of people.

After watching hours of footage, I was able to recognize what was happening behind the mystery.  It’s about trust, respect, and genuineness.  Humans are naturally attracted to others who trust them, respect them, and are genuine.  I don’t know much about celebrities that predated my birth, but I think this was a new approach to fandom.

Stevie is incredibly attractive in ways you don’t often see in rock stars.  Of course, her sex appeal was inevitable.  I don’t think she’s thrilled about that aspect of her magnetism.  I’m not sure, though.  It seems to me the topless album cover photograph traumatized her the way rape traumatized me.  Stolen free will.  I know exactly how strongly this can affect people.

When someone shows you trust, you usually want to do the same in return.  It’s a necessary ingredient in healthy relationships.  Stevie trusts her fans enough to allow them to come close and even gently stroke her hair while she performs, sometimes.  This information blew my mind, but I’m a Gen X’er.  (Punk rock may have given me the wrong impression of what to expect from an audience during a concert.)

Stevie Nicks

Another example is how honest she is about her past drug use.  I don’t think I would have recognized the clues in her cocaine-fueled past performances.  (I suck at reading subtle cues in general.)  I’m glad she opened up and shared with us how things went down.  It made her present anti-drug stance powerful.  She knows what she’s talking about because she lived it.

It changed how I feel about drugs.  I no longer use weed.  Before I discovered Stevie Nicks, I experimented legally in Colorado.  I went on one of those tours where you get massively high on a bus while riding all over Denver.  It demolished all my rote fears about drugs.  I was in a vulnerable spot and didn’t realize it until someone I respect explained why it’s not worth it.

When a compelling storyteller reaches you and explains their wisdom, it’s a gentle guide away from potential disaster.  It increased the trust and respect I feel for Stevie Nicks.  I know she didn’t have to do that, and I’m grateful.  It’s not what I expected from a rock goddess.  The mysteriousness surrounding her persona only actually exists for those who aren’t really listening.  I’ll share more about what she’s taught me soon.  ?

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