Stevie Nicks
Stephanie Lynn "Stevie" Nicks (born May 26, 1948) is an American singer and songwriter from Phoenix, Arizona, best known for her work with Fleetwood Mac and a long successful solo career. Her ethereal visual style and symbolic lyrics have brought her critical acclaim and have proved influential to many female artists. She was inducted into The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1998, as a member of Fleetwood Mac. Nicks has been nominated for seven Grammy Awards. Read Full BioStephanie Lynn "Stevie" Nicks (born May 26, 1948) is an American singer and songwriter from Phoenix, Arizona, best known for her work with Fleetwood Mac and a long successful solo career. Her ethereal visual style and symbolic lyrics have brought her critical acclaim and have proved influential to many female artists. She was inducted into The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1998, as a member of Fleetwood Mac. Nicks has been nominated for seven Grammy Awards. Her classic song, "Silver Springs" was originally to be part of the best-selling Rumours album by Fleetwood Mac. Mick Fleetwood said it was too long and it was replaced by "Second Hand News." Nicks was crushed. The song was the b-side of the "Go Your Own Way" 45 vinyl. It never appeared on any album until 1992 on the 4-CD Box Set Fleetwood Mac "The Chain." In 1997 when the group reunited to do "The Dance" Reunion Tour, in 1997, she performed Silver Springs and earned a Grammy nomination the following year for "Best Pop Female Performance." The song was a gift to her mother, Barbara Nicks - who calls it her "rainy day" song, and finally appeared on her 2007 CD. Warner Bros. wouldn't let her put it on "TimeSpace" her 1991, first "Best Of" collection, which further deepened the rift between her solo career and her career with Fleetwood Mac. Ever the diplomat, she's one of the few women in rock to have a successful solo career with a band (she's been performing and recording with Fleetwood Mac for 35 years - and a successful solo career with highs and lows, since 1981. Her career took off again at age 50, with the release of of her 3-CD Box Set "The Enchanted Works of Stevie Nicks" in 1998 - and she's been going strong ever since. Her vocal coach, Steve Real, travels with her, and she does 45 minutes of vocal exercises before her shows. Years of touring, nearly destroyed her vocal cords. At one point, she had to get cortisone shots injected directly to her cords to keep up with the heavy demands of Fleetwood Mac's touring schedule. She beat the odds - overcoming major addictions (cocaine in 1986; and an addiction to tranquilizers in 1994). At the close of "Gold Dust Woman," on her solo tours she adds a verse to the early hit: "Take a look at me now...you should see me now..." And there's a well-deserved triumph in her eyes. A survivor, still sells out stadiums at age 61, loves her audiences; she is a legend in her own time."
In the past Stevie Nicks has mainly written alone, but for In Your Dreams, which was released May 3, 2011, she collaborated with Dave Stewart on seven of the tracks. Songfacts reports that Nicks re-connected with Stewart at a pilot for an interview show with Jimmy Iovine and decided there and then she would ask him to produce her next record. Nicks then gave Stewart a binder of 40 poems before they started working together.
"With Dave and me, he had thousands of chords and this amazing musical knowledge, and I had thousands of pages of poetry - and I know six chords. It was like an amazing little meeting of the minds, and I immediately went, 'Well this is just great!'" explained Nicks to Billboard.com.
In the past Stevie Nicks has mainly written alone, but for In Your Dreams, which was released May 3, 2011, she collaborated with Dave Stewart on seven of the tracks. Songfacts reports that Nicks re-connected with Stewart at a pilot for an interview show with Jimmy Iovine and decided there and then she would ask him to produce her next record. Nicks then gave Stewart a binder of 40 poems before they started working together.
"With Dave and me, he had thousands of chords and this amazing musical knowledge, and I had thousands of pages of poetry - and I know six chords. It was like an amazing little meeting of the minds, and I immediately went, 'Well this is just great!'" explained Nicks to Billboard.com.
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Edge of Seventeen
Stevie Nicks Lyrics
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh ooh ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
And the days go by
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby
Nothin' else mattered
He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Said ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Well, I went today maybe I will go again
Tomorrow
Yeah, yeah
Well the music there, well it was hauntingly
Familiar
When I see you doing
What I tried to do for me
With the words from a poet
And a voice from a choir
And a melody nothing else mattered
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Said ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
The clouds never expect it
When it rains
But the sea changes colors
But the sea
Does not change
So with the slow, graceful flow
Of age
I went forth with an age old
Desire to please
On the edge of seventeen
Ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Well then suddenly
There was no one left standing
In the hall yeah, yeah
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Well, I went searchin' for an answer
Up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing
Come away, come away
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you
At nightfall
Sometimes to be near you
Is to be unable to feel you
My love
I'm a few years older than you, my love
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Stevie Nicks
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just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
And the days go by, like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own, I begin again
Said to my friend, baby (everything stopped)
Nothin' else mattered
He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken-hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him, all alone
On the edge of seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Well, I went today
Maybe I will go again tomorrow
Yeah yeah, well, the music there
Well, it was hauntingly familiar
Well, I see you doing what I try to do for me
With the words from a poet and a voice from a choir
And a melody, and nothing else mattered
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
The clouds never expect it when it rains
But the sea changes colours
But the sea does not change
So with the slow, graceful flow of age
I went forth with an age old desire to please
On the edge of seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Well, then suddenly there was no one
Left standing in the hall, yeah, yeah
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Well, I went searchin' for an answer
Up the stairs and down the hall
And not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing, "Come away"
(Come away, come away)
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you at nightfall
Sometimes to be near you
Is to be unable to feel you, my love
I'm a few years older than you
(I'm a few years older than you) my love
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh
Dave Scott
Say what you like, this is one of the most hypnotic female performers ever. Pure magic.
Klaudia Kls
Un million de fois "YESS!!"J'avais 20 ans en 1977 quand je les ai écouté pour la 1ère fois... Oui Dave, Femme et artiste hors du commun...
james gilmore
@gilliansl like, maybe I should have started at the far end of the room first?
james gilmore
@Gavin Everette it's not a theory. Ask her. And while we're on the subject, all men consider all irresistible women witches.
james gilmore
@MJS Landslide is one of my all-time favorites
Josiah Bower
This song is an absolute masterpiece. The music. The lyrics. The performance.
Grace is Amazing!
Did u ever hear/see her live? Because I did.......
D Cahill
She wrote it with Prince.
Pascal's wager
Seen her live in Sydney Australia few years ago, it was epic!
Edi Curcan
right, man!