I was browsing Google headlines today and came across this article detailing my second favorite Stevie Nicks songwriting story. The jist of it is this: Stevie wrote Stand Back while listening to Prince’s Little Red Corvette, and the influence was too great. So, she called Prince and asked permission to use the riff. Not only did Prince grant permission, but he flew out to Los Angeles and played the keyboard part on the song. Prince was credited on the album as Alexander Nevermind and shared 50% of the revenue from the song.
My favorite story? I learned of it only recently. One of my favorite Fleetwood Mac songs is Silver Springs. In 1975 or 1976, Stevie was leaving a concert at the Capital Center in Landover, MD, riding along the Washington, DC beltway (I-495). As she passed the exit for New Hampshire Ave. (Route 650), she read the sign, “Silver Spring, MD,” and thought, “What a great name for a song.” (Here’s the longer version of the story. As brilliant and tortured as Rumors was, imagine how much moreso it would have been with Silver Springs on it.)
What’s great about this story was that, because of the time of night, I was almost certainly snug in my bed less than one mile from her as she drove by. I wouldn’t even know of the band, Fleetwood Mac, until 1977, but I was in some small sense there for the start of one of my favorite songs from one of my two favorite bands.
With recent events sending me into a tailspin, I needed a distraction. Coincidentally, I got one. After 53 years, I finally got to see one of my favorite rock bands, Genesis. I took only two videos, and they’ll leave you wanting more. Sorry, but I went there to listen and watch, not to videotape.
As I’ve told you, while Genesis isn’t my favorite band of all time, their album, Duke, is my favorite album. The concert began with some of that album as follows . . . .
I took this video because I liked that they were displaying the spines of cassette tapes for all of their albums.
One of the songs didn’t serve as a distraction, but rather a reminder, but that’s not a bad thing. I don’t think I want to see some more concerts, but unfortunately none of the bands I’d want to see are currently on tour.
Today is the song attached to the most painful memory I have of her before last week. The first time I heard this song was on my car ride back from Phoenix to Tucson to catch my flight home. It was on this trip home that I realized I had lost her forever — all my own doing — and this was the first song I heard on that trip, and the only one that I had never heard before. Today was her memorial service, which solidifies the fact that I’ve lost her forever.
I know, I know. This is 80s, not 90s. Well, speak for yourselves. I can’t count how many times we went to Polly Esther’s in Chicago. I could have chosen any number of 80s songs, but this was our last dance there (though most certainly not our last dance).
She coopted it from my high school years, which is great, because she was one of many who helped make law school the best years of my life.