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My Connections Magazine CONNECTIONS May 2016 the mouth of the Hudson River). And the King of England gave them permission to leave the Church of England, “provided they carried themselves peaceably.” sailor had been “a proud and very profane yonge man.”) In August 1620, a group of about 40 Saints joined a much larger group of (comparatively) secular colonists–“Strangers,” to the Saints–and set sail from England on two merchant ships: the Mayflower and the Speedwell. The Speedwell began to leak almost immediately, however, and the ships headed back to port. The travelers squeezed themselves and their belongings onto the Mayflower and set sail once again. Love is a flower HOW “THE ROSE” CAME TO BE People often ask me what inspired me to write The Rose. Here is the story: some time in 1970-something. I was listening to the radio. A song came on the radio. It was Because of the delay caused by the leaky Speedwell, the Mayflower had to cross the Atlantic at the height of storm season. As a result, the journey was horribly unpleasant. Many of the passengers were so seasick they could scarcely get up, and the waves were so rough that one “Stranger” was swept overboard and drowned. (It was “the just hand of God upon him,” Bradford wrote later, for the young “MAGDALENA” by Danny O’Keefe, sung by Leo Sayer. I liked it immediately. My favorite line was “Your love is like a razor. My heart is just a scar.”I thought,”Ooh, I love that lyric.” As I continued to drive down the road the thought came, I don’t agree with the sentiment. I don’t think love is like a razor. (I was younger then.) What, then, do I think love is? Suddenly, it was as if someone had opened a window in the top of my head. Words came pouring in. I had to keep reciting them to myself as I drove faster and faster towards home, so I wouldn’t forget them. I screeched into my drive way, ran into the house, past various bewildered dogs and 4
My Connections Magazine CONNECTIONS May 2016 cats and husbands, and sat down at the piano. Ten minutes later, THE ROSE was there. to the Universe for speaking to me in the first place and for showing me what I truly believe. I called my husband, George, into the room and played it for him, as I always did with my new songs. He listened, and quietly said to me, “You’ve just written a standard.” I protested that no one but my pals would ever hear it. (This is long before I had ever recorded anything.) He said,”Mark my words, something is going to happen with this song.” *Here are the lyrics: Some say love, it is a river That drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger An endless aching need A year or so later, a great young songwriter named Michele Brourman, who became my primary musical collaborator and best friend, said “Listen. There is this movie coming out called “The Rose”. They are looking for a title tune. Do you want me to submit this to them?” I had never really tried to submit this song to anyone. I didn’t consider myself a song writer at the time. So I said, “Sure.” Originally the film had been called THE PEARL, which was Janis Joplin’s nick name. But her family refused permission to use that name. Lucky for me. “Pearl” is MUCH harder to rhyme. I say love, it is a flower And you, its only seed It’s the heart that fears the breaking That never learns to dance It’s the dream, afraid of waking That never takes the chance It’s the one who won’t be taken Who cannot seem to give And the soul, afraid of dying That never learns to live She submitted the tune to the producers, who HATED it. They thought it was dull and a hymn and NOT rock and roll and totally wrong. They put it in the reject box. But the divine Paul Rothchild, who was the music supervisor on the film, and had been Janis Joplin’s producer, hauled it out and asked them to reconsider. They again said no. So he mailed it to Bette. She liked it, and that’s how it got into the film and changed my life forever. When the night has been too lonely And the road has been too long And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed That with the sun’s love, in the spring Becomes the flowers I have never written another song as quickly. I like to think I was the window that happened to be open when those thoughts needed to come through. I am eternally grateful… Red Cedar Books online store at Lulu.com featuring Belly Flat and six pack Abs. to Bette… to Paul Rothchild… to Bill Kerby, who wrote the screenplay…to my friend who first submitted it for me… and 5
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<strong>CONNECTIONS</strong> May <strong>2016</strong><br />
the mouth of the Hudson River).<br />
And the King of England gave them<br />
permission to leave the Church of<br />
England, “provided they carried<br />
themselves peaceably.”<br />
sailor had been “a proud and very<br />
profane yonge man.”)<br />
In August 1620, a group of about 40<br />
Saints joined a much larger group<br />
of (comparatively) secular<br />
colonists–“Strangers,” to the<br />
Saints–and set sail from England<br />
on two merchant ships: the<br />
Mayflower and the Speedwell. The<br />
Speedwell began to leak almost<br />
immediately, however, and the<br />
ships headed back to port. The<br />
travelers squeezed themselves and<br />
their belongings onto the Mayflower<br />
and set sail once again.<br />
Love is a flower<br />
HOW “<strong>THE</strong> ROSE”<br />
CAME TO BE<br />
People often ask me what inspired me to<br />
write The Rose. Here is the story:<br />
some time in 1970-something.<br />
I was listening to the radio. A song came on the radio. It was<br />
Because of the delay caused by the<br />
leaky Speedwell, the Mayflower had<br />
to cross the Atlantic at the height of<br />
storm season. As a result, the<br />
journey was horribly unpleasant.<br />
Many of the passengers were so<br />
seasick they could scarcely get up,<br />
and the waves were so rough that<br />
one “Stranger” was swept<br />
overboard and drowned. (It was<br />
“the just hand of God upon him,”<br />
Bradford wrote later, for the young<br />
“MAGDALENA” by Danny O’Keefe, sung by Leo Sayer. I<br />
liked it immediately. My favorite line was “Your love is like a<br />
razor. My heart is just a scar.”I thought,”Ooh, I love that<br />
lyric.”<br />
As I continued to drive down the road the thought came, I<br />
don’t agree with the sentiment. I don’t think love is like a<br />
razor. (I was younger then.) What, then, do I think love is?<br />
Suddenly, it was as if someone had opened a window in the<br />
top of my head. Words came pouring in. I had to keep<br />
reciting them to myself as I drove faster and faster towards<br />
home, so I wouldn’t forget them. I screeched into my drive<br />
way, ran into the house, past various bewildered dogs and<br />
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