I guess the single [Rooms on Fire] is about when you're in a crowded room and
you see a kind of person and your heart goes, 'Wow!' The whole world seems to
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Rooms on Fire is about me. Rooms on Fire is about ~ um ~ a girl who is a rock'n'roll star who has pretty much accepted the fact that she will never ever be able to be married or have those children that she wanted or the husband that she wanted or that deep, deep love that she wanted and she's accepted it. And
then one night at one of those everlasting parties that we all have to go to that
we really don't want to go to, and we go make an appearance and leave as quickly
as possible ~ um ~ a man comes into the room and there is a certain sort of a
~ see I don't see very well so I have a sixth sense that there is an eye contact
thing that even though I can't see him very well I feel something and I close
my eyes for a second and he walks over to me and I look up and he's there. And
he asks me to dance, and we end up getting married and I end up having a little
baby girl and we live together for twenty ~ twenty-five years and the sad thing
is that I waited for him all my life and then he dies before me and I wait for
him for the rest of my life and he comes back after I am very, very old and gets
me. And takes me with him back to where ever he comes from. |
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The night I met Rupert Hine was a dangerous one. He was different from anyone else I had ever known...He was older, and he was smarter, and we both knew it. I hired him to do the album before we even started talking about music. It seemed that we had made a spiritual agreement to do a magic album...in a fabulous Dutch castle, at the top of the mountain. We recorded it in the formal dining room...where, upon the walls hung all these very old and expensive pieces of art...looking at us...we were never alone. It always seemed to me that whenever Rupert walked into one of these old, dark
castle rooms, that the rooms were on fire. There was a connection between us that
everyone around us instantly picked up on, and everyone was very careful to respect
our space...our TIMESPACE, so we all lived at the castle for about four-and-a-half
months. I went home with him to England to mix the album at his studio...he left
in December. I joined him there in London in January. We left immediately for
his studio, Farmyard Studios, somewhere outside London. It was like being in a
cottage in Wales, it was a little spooky...the atmosphere was like nothing I had
ever experienced. Then something happened to him that simply made it impossible
for us to ever be together again. I left him there...the rooms were still burning,
but the fire had been stolen from us. It wasn't over love, in fact...it had nothing
to do with love. It was just a bad situation. I came back to Los Angeles, a very
changed woman. And now, long nets of white...cloud my memory...Now I remember
the rooms, the music, and how truly magic the whole think was... |
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It is very hard to be the one that's left and it's hard to be the one that leaves too. But it's much harder to be the one that stands in the driveway going 'I'll see you in four to six months.' And to drag him out on the road is like pride-killing. It's not good for a man's pride. And I learned that a long time ago that you don't drag a man around ~ you know ~ he ~ either you have such a solid relationship that he can stay home and so what he does and that he can understand what you do. But it takes ~ this takes a saint ~ this takes a very saint-like man. [Not many saints about] Very few. I mean I couldn't take it. [So why should anyone else.] Why should anybody else? I mean it does
get to the point where someone finally says to you 'I really love you and I would
love to spend the rest of my life with you and I would love to have ~ you know
~ two or three children with you and I would love for you to be the mother of
my children and I would love for all these things to happen but the fact is Stevie,
it will never happen because you are always going to be on call to your work.'
Until that specific man walks into your life like in Rooms on Fire ~ that
you are willing to give up at least 50 percent of what you do. |
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