299. Gold Dust Woman

I have always loved Fleetwood Mac, but for some reason over this vacation I have become truly obsessed. I'm playing their songs on repeat, reading co-producer Ben Caillat's book "Making Rumours",  and even got tickets to see them live this June with my mom and sis (!!!!). 

 I am especially enchanted by Stevie Nicks, though--the mystical gypsy queen hippie rock goddess who added so much of that intangible magic to the band. She wore billowing chiffon dresses, platform boots, and decorated her half-moon tambourine with ribbons and scarves. Rhiannon, Silver Springs, Dreams, Gypsy, and I Don't Want to Know were all written by her and are all some of my favorites. Also, can't get enough of her and Lindsey Buckingham </3 <3

"Stevie danced around the room to the music with her arms above her head. I didn't know it at the time, but she believed that she had magical powers. Later, I understood that she probably thought she was chanting up a good mix from Richard and me."

-Ben Caillat, Making Rumours

 

"Much of the time, Stevie sat curled up on the couch behind us in the control room, with a shawl around her neck and Ginny at her feet. Sometimes she took baby tokes off a joint and drank tea. She could sit for hours on that couch, observing and chatting; she loved to laugh. I thought she was especially cute when she was laughing. She was so great back then, really down to earth. What a change she would go through."
-Ben Caillat, Making Rumours