this movie was…
fuck it. it was amazing. i’m so glad i saw it.
was it well made? not particularly. no. it wasn’t edited really at all. there were some really goofy parts—it reminded me of my senior class video, actually.
but it’s basically a fly-on-the-wall experience of watching this album get made over the course of a year, with Stevie Nicks and Dave Stewart and Mike Campbell and Waddy Wachtel and Mick Fleetwood and Steve Ferrone and Glen Ballard and Lindsay Buckingham and the reality is that these people aren’t going to be around forever. It’s unlikely, in fact, that most of them will be around for more than another 20 or 25 years—which is insane, really. that we are going to lose an entire generation of musical legends in that window. there’s not a ton to be said for popular music after those people are gone.
watching smart, creative, prolific grown-ups doing something well is never a waste of time, and it’s certainly not a bad movie.
losing my mind over this song yesterday and today.
it is really helping me get some work done in all the ways that Shania did not intend.
also reminding me of my very young days living in a planned community where marriages were unhealthy and things like “going wild” and forgetting you were a lady really were limited to coloring your hair, wearing a short skirt, and getting a babysitter.
do you know that feeling that’s like,
“we can do stuff.”
and you can’t even get the “i” in there because it isn’t you. it’s people doing something together when for a very long time it has felt like they can’t do anything ever.
there’s plenty more to say on this but i’ve done my fair share of talking lately and i think the pictures speak for themselves.
photo courtesy of Joe Mazza at Brave Lux