“Loneliness is such a sad affair
And I can hardly wait
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| Andy lights Edie |
To sleep with you again”
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- ‘Superstar’ (Leon Russell/ Bonnie Bramlett)
It’s been said that Andy
Warhol attracted damaged people – those who drifted into his orbit had shredded
their own spiritual gravity - and so there they floated, like silver clouds,
through his warehouse, termed – for good reason – ‘The
Factory’.
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| The Youthquaker |
Edie
Sedgwick came from a family in which the veins of lineage coursed with
blue blood, and bank accounts sagged under bullion. That gave her entre but not
character – and mascara, thinness, long legs and a wide smile could never make
her more than a cultural oddity, never a star.
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| Ciao Edie |
Try watching her in Poor Little Rich Girl. The
silence is noisy with ennui, and the deep loneliness of privilege is captured
like a breathless, beautiful moth.
On being told by a
palm reader that she had a very short life line, Edie replied, “It's okay — I
know.” (She managed to avoid The
27 Club by a year).
Maybe fatalism is just predestination with a bad attitude,
but Edie, often said to be so fragile, got tough and danced over with lipstick
in hand, holly-go-lightlying across
a Manhattan skyline to say a final “Ciao”, becoming - that which she was once
so flippantly promised and so strangely desired - a Superstar.
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| No heavy makeup. No need. |
I fell in love with you before the second show
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear
But you're not really here
It's just the radio"
But you're not really here
It's just the radio"
- Superstar