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Thursday, August 1, 2013 by Liz Smith “GIRL, WHAT the hell is the matter with you. How come you’re having a heart attack? Explain this to me!” That was the great Darlene Love, doing her best Bette Midler imitation (and it’s very good!), telling what Bette phoned and said to her, a week after Darlene’s heart attack several years ago. Bette knew Darlene was out of danger. She called her old friend to make her laugh.
This tells the history of back-up singers — you know, those girls who stand in the back harmonizing with the star, filling in notes the star can’t hit, and sometimes — as in Darlene Love’s case, singing the whole damn song, and then seeing it released under some other group’s name! So this is an extraordinarily poignant, life and talent affirming look at these women, some of whom — like the majestic, incredible Lisa Fischer — seem content not to have made it “big” as a solo performer. There are others who have regrets, but concede that perhaps they didn’t have the stamina, confidence or “killer instinct” to go it alone. This event, put together by the tireless Peggy Siegal, happened on the 36th floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel at Columbus Circle in Manhattan. Most of the people gathered had already seen the film, which was a sensation on the festival circuit and is now in theaters. It has, so far taken in $3 million — the most successful documentary of the year, and the money keeps pouring in. (It is expected to reach six or seven mil by year’s end.) |
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| PEGGY SNARED Bette Midler to host the luncheon, stating, “I knew, in the teeny, tiny recesses of my PR heart, that Bette would be perfect to do this.” Bette, of course has had a series of remarkable back-up singer through the years — The Staggering Harlettes. Midler appears in the movie, giving credit to her women and to back-up singers in general. (There are also appearances by Bruce Springsteen, Mick Jagger, Lou Adler, Stevie Wonder, Sting, along with sensational archival footage of such as Tina Turner, Luther Vandross, and David Bowie). |
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Also on hand was entertainment reporter Roger Friedman whose first love is music, musicians and singers. “I knew I’d see you here,” I said to Roger. “Oh, I’d have come back from the grave for this!” he replied. One reason Roger was so eager to attend, was that after remarks by Peggy and director Morgan Neville, Lisa Fischer and Darlene Love performed. And let me assure you, two songs from these great artists were comparable to an entire concert by somebody else! Fischer began by saying, “I never know what to sing!” Then she slowly, hypnotically hummed and crooned, finally settling into her song, Amy Grant’s "Breath of Heaven,” which she sang a capella. Lunching and munching and drinking came to a halt. You could hear a pin drop. Goose bumps don’t get any bigger. When she finished, there was a brief stunned silence and then a tremendous standing ovation. Darlene Love was in tears. |
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| DARLENE — who graduated from backup singer to phantom vocalist, to a disillusioned woman cleaning houses (I kid you not) to, finally, the solo career she deserves — was up next. Love sang the Bill Withers classic “Lean On Me,” perhaps best known through Al Green’s interpretation. But Darlene Love took this song higher and mightier than it has ever been before. At one point, when I thought she couldn’t get stronger, I gazed out the window, with its splendid view of New York City, and wondered, “If only people knew what was happening in this room!” When Miss Love finished, she left the entire place limp with exhaustion, exalted with pleasure; hands aching from applause. Even the unflappable Peggy Siegal was, for once, flapped into stunned silence. |
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| I attend so many events, luncheons, celebrations of this and that. Many are amusing, some are valuable for gathering bits of news, a great many produce nothing but a pain in the ass and a ridiculous taxi fare. Very few hit you in the heart and soul. This did. And so will the documentary “20 Feet From Stardom.” Remember this the next time you listen to your favorite singer. If you hear voices in the background — though one hears less now, with the rise of technological post-recording gimmickry — just realize those voices belong to women, and men, who give their all for somebody else. And maybe you’ll realize that you too, are a “back-up singer” in life. And that isn’t a bad thing. |
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But this gives me a chance and an excuse to show a photograph I just found. It was taken the day of Ann's memorial service in September, 2006, in Austin. (We were not all as "happy" as we look!) The picture of us with fans bearing Ann's picture are — her great friend Cathy Bonner ... Democratic leader Howard Dean ... Liz ... Texas maven Joe Armstrong ... Senator Hillary Clinton ... and Ann's longtime writer-beau Bud Shrake. (Bud was to depart himself, broken-hearted without his Ann a short time after this photo, taken by Bob Daemmrich. Ann and Bud are buried side by side in Austin.) |
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| I WILL never forget Hillary on this day. She was the final speaker of course. She didn't use or refer to a single note. She carried in her hand a blue binder for speeches that Ann Richards had given her with Hillary's name on it. When I examined it, because I had one like it, there wasn't a single thing inside. Hillary doesn't need notes! |
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