jess pinkham

September 27, 2020: Sometimes, apparently, occupying the edge of despair takes the form of regular bubble baths and compulsive daily listening to "Silver Springs." Stevie Nicks' voice does, indeed, haunt me. Watching the video of the live performance in 1977, I felt deeply rocked by looks exchanged, which led me to the awakening that I have no actual idea of what all went on between the members of Fleetwood Mac. Looking forward to poring over a biography and watching "Behind the Music," which I tried to make a joke of to a friend and learned that it's amazing. I wish I had a talisman of Stevie Nicks' vocal chords I could carry around in my pocket and use like a worry stone. I have a feeling it'd made me feel truly safe. (Photo by Fin Costello)