Re: Anita Pallenberg
Date: January 1, 2009 02:36
I have written about this before, but I learned a new respect for this woman last year. We tend to forget, she was famous when she met the Stones, endured abuse by Brian one of the world's worst misogynists, survived the same chemical lab we idolize Keith for without any respect given her fortitude, got dumped for a younger prettier face by a famous husband that was applauded for the move but would have been jeered as having a mid-life crisis if he had been just another of the middle class, and in the end has resisted to cash in on any sort of tell-all missive, keeping her secrets just that, secret.
After the very last ABB show, I was wondering the Streets of sleepy London town with the group of usual suspects when serendipity as much as diligent gossip found us across the street from the official tour end party before the press, or even the Stones had gotten there. We spied Anita across the street having a ciggie, and with the total lack of retraint expected of me by friends that also after the years still try and feign surprise that I find dignity to be way over rated, I was running through the traffic right at her.
"Ms. Pallenberg, sorry to bother you, but can you sign this?"
At once I was met with wit and charm. "Well if you had asked if I was Ms. Pallenberg, I would have said no, but since you are sure of who I am, OK. Call me Anita." She scrawled something on paper I would be hard pressed to find today, and then actually asked me questions about myself, she engaged me in converstaion! She had time and INTEREST. It all seemed normal as my other friends slowly overcame their restraint and drifted over. Before you knew it, it was just 5 or 6 people in the street changing stories, lighting ciggies, well ok she kept signing paper scraps. Rockman was there, she promised she would get him into the party, a promise she kept. We all talked as the paparazzii arrived, the crowds grew, the limos began to appear, and she was in no hurry to leave us, talking and laughing.
I also saw this lady slagged in a way that still burns my memory, a story that I wont share in detail on any site because of the mixed emotions it still brings up. But she on our behalf approached someone who prides himself on being a gentlemen and his repect for women, and was disrepectfully blown off in front of us all like a common street walker, sarcastically, even painfully asked, "who are you, do I even know you," by someone who knew damn well who she was. Anita never lost her cool, never became the bitch. Politely she swallowed abuse in public she did not deserve in front of people she hardly knew, and with a small non-apologetic joke rejoined us common folk on the street she was having a quiet time with, and kept her dignity and the repsect off all of us there who were a bit shell shocked. We were just a bunch of people having a good time on the streets again, while cameras pointed and clicked elsewhere at the famous and nearly famous streaming into the party. Wow, I have had a few brush ins here and there with the famous, some fun, some not so fun, but I have never met any one like her that was so unimpressed and unfazed by it all, who, despite all the things in the press about bear skins and mars bars and the like, seemed so absolutely normal and down to earth.
Damn 3:30 AM Jan 1 St. Petersburg and there goes that voice again "Vaat the hell u must do on internet now?" gotta go HAPPY NEW YEARS!