Mick Fleetwood Quotes

Go anywhere you can, because a journey is an adventure, and adventures are how we learn who we really are. Johnathan Cain quoting Mick Fleetwood in Don't Stop Believing

Rumors seem to go hand-in-hand with the rise to the top and Stevie, usually singled out and labeled as the group’s sex symbol, seemed to get the brunt end most of the time. For a while it was funny. “Then,” Stevie says, “I really started to get angry. I mean I’m having all these relationships with all these guys that I don’t know, that maybe I’ve met once, that I don’t want to know and there’s nothing I can do about it. All of a sudden I’m picking up these papers and I’m the Siren of the North.” In reality, Stevie lives, as do Mick, John, Chris and Lindsey, on the other end of the spectrum. “In the last year,” says Stevie, “I’ve begun to realize what a tremendous power trip rock and roll people are on. I don’t like rock and roll stars. I especially don’t like men rock and roll stars, mainly because they’re just too egoed-out. And, I don’t need it. I’ve gone through it and I didn’t like it and I won’t do it again. I’m really a very quiet lady and I love being at home and so does Chris.

When the thunderstorms let up, John and Christine, after eight years of marriage, and Stevie and Lindsey, after six years as roommates, had separated. Mick and his lady Jenny were in the middle of divorce proceedings—only to eventually remarry.

Not only was it cold, what was happening,” says Stevie, “but it was cold to leave and cold to come back. We were all trying to break up and when you break up with someone, you don’t want to see him. You especially don’t want to eat breakfast with him the next morning, see him all day and all night, and all day the day after and all night . . . Finally [after nearly two months] Mick said one day ‘We’re going home.’ We took a couple days off, spent four days rehearsing and then went on the road for 10 days. At that point, we needed the feedback. We needed to hear the people say ’ok, we know you’re having problems, but we still like you.

I mean how could he possibly preconceive something like that?’ And I’m dying right? My face is red and I’m fuming. And then, finally, Christine grabs me and takes me aside and says ‘Don didn’t send that. Mick and John did.’ They were in hysterics.

In fact I probably had more confidence five years ago than I do now. It’s odd, but having been in LA for a while and having a lot of people tell you that you’re shitty doesn’t help. “Stevie and I weren’t ecstatic about Mick’s offer to join Fleetwood Mac because we really believed in what we were doing with our second record. But when we went up to their house to meet them, that clinched it right there. You could just tell the five of us in that room that there was something happening.

JOHN’S ALWAYS going to the beach. Mick’s always going to the Renaissance Faire, Lindsey’s always going to visit his tailor, I’m always going to a Halloween party, and Christine is like Christine always looks in her kind of cool clothes,” Stevie giggles at the absurdity of this multi-platinum unit.

It’s funny to see us before we go onstage, standing in a circle. We look ridiculous! John’s got his crew socks and his cut-offs and his T-shirt and baseball hat. Mick’s got his velvet knickers and the same tights and shoes he’s worn for a hundred years—you wouldn’t want to be within 50 feet of him in that outfit, especially the next night when he’s put it back on after it’s been in the bus all day and never dried. Lindsey wears the same two Armani suits, one white and one grey every night.

Buckingham and Nicks put out their lone solo album (Buckingham/Nicks, on Polydor) in the early ’70s—and became stars in Birmingham, Alabama, of all places, as a result of the record’s regional popularity. The album’s producer, Keith Olsen, used tapes he made with the duo to pitch his own talents to Mick Fleetwood, and the drummer was impressed with both Olsen and Buckingham/Nicks.

We said that we had to please ourselves first, that was the point of what being an artist was all about. If you didn't keep your integrity in the face of hard commercial decisions, you were lost. Your soul was dead.

When she told me how Phil had built a platform that hung five feet from the floor by thick chains to hold the drummer’s kit, I nearly died. He’d built it because he believed that drums should be recorded from