Killing Yourself to Live : 85% of a True Story (9780743274487) by Klosterman Chuck

Author:Klosterman, Chuck [Klosterman, Chuck]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

THE ELEVENTH DAY

Planes That Land Quickly and Accidentally The Truth About Lying I’m Worried, I’m Always in Love

The sky blinds me through my still-cracked windshield this morning as I listen to my favorite album of the 1970s: Rumours by Fleetwood Mac. Rumours was the best-selling studio album of that decade and remains the sixth most successful record of all time, and I always love it when my own personal taste perfectly dovetails with that of mainstream-rock consumers from a bygone era; it’s like finding common ground with the bones in a graveyard. Maybe I’ll follow up Rumours with the Eagles’ Their Greatest Hits 1971–1975, Michael Jackson’s Thriller, Shania Twain’s Come on Over, and the 1976 debut record from Boston. Maybe all music sucks until it sells 17 million copies.

As anyone who watches VH1 surely knows, nearly every song on Rumours is about breaking up with people, as it was written and recorded while (a) guitarist-songwriter Lindsey Buckingham ended a lengthy romance with shawl-clad singer Stevie Nicks, (b) bassist John McVie divorced singer-keyboardist Christine McVie, and (c) drummer Mick Fleetwood began mentally preparing himself to nail Stevie, which finally happened during (I think) the making of 1979’s Tusk. Rumours became a very metaphoric album for Quincy and me. We wasted a lot of time debating the song “Go Your Own Way,” specifically over who had the moral high ground in the lyrical argument between Buckingham and Nicks. Predictably, Q always took Stevie Nicks’s side in this debate, and I always aligned myself with control freak Lindsey. “The fact that Lindsey Buckingham even wrote a song like this proves he’s a jackass,” Q would say. “What kind of asshole forces his ex-girlfriend to sing backing vocals on a song that accuses her of being a slut?” In retrospect, this does seem egocentrically vindictive. Still, I think Stevie Nicks totally had it coming, especially in light of the fact that she later shacked up with Don Henley.

Rumours is supposedly Bill Clinton’s favorite album, and that makes complete sense (Hillary is his gold dust woman, I guess, and I’m sure she would verify that rulers make bad lovers). The songs on Rumours make me think about myriad things, particularly about how complicated it will be to reconcile my relationship with Diane if I see Lenore in two days and suddenly decide that I want to drop everything and spend the rest of my life with her. This is probably not going to happen, but it’s also not impossible; the thing about Lenore is that I cannot say no to her. Whenever we’re apart, it’s remarkably easy for me to detach myself from her life. However, if we’re in the same room—and if I have to look into her doe eyes and if I’m close enough to smell her neck—I am as weak as Jack Lemmon in Glengarry Glen Ross. The same thing happens when I talk to Diane on the telephone: Somehow, her language always obliterates my logic. Like Ron Artest in the open floor, Diane can always break me down.

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