When Sinéad O’Connor took a photo of John Paul II on October 3, 1992, and snapped it in front of the cameras on Saturday Night Live, her artistic career began to derail. The Irish singer was not born to be a pop star. It was clear.
She herself assures it in her memoirs recently published in Spanish by Libros del Kultrum; an autobiography that is the closest thing to a gruesome journey through show business, in which Sinéad O’Connor embarked when the song ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’ reached number one on the charts around the world.
To be a pop star you need, above all else, to be a good girl, and Sinéad never was. Her rebellion, her way of looking at the lights of fame without being blinded, was always more typical of a fringe artist than a bestselling singer. It seldom happens that someone like that slips into such a hermetic world.
It should be noted that the song ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’ was not his. She just interpreted it in an elegant way, with the soothing voice of a mezzo-soprano ready to move the world with her soulful touch. The 90s were beginning and the record industry needed new victims to suck their blood. Something Sinéad sensed that, after his successful tour, he had shaved his head, retiring to rest in a rented house from where the Hollywood sign could be seen.
One night the phone rang. When he picked it up, he found the voice of the author of his hit ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’. It was the very Prince who invited her to his mansion. Then began an incident that is more typical of the tunnel of terror than of the biography of a successful singer. A car came to pick her up and drove her up the hill where Prince waited on the prowl. The tension was chewing in the environment and, from the first moment, she knew that Prince was seeking to mistreat her.
It seems that they had a trick pillow fight, because Prince’s did not exactly have feathers. In the end, Sinéad managed to escape and hit the road. But Prince followed her with his car. The harassment he suffered is only experienced in the worst nightmares.
For these things, Sinéad affirms that breaking the photo of the Pope in a prime-time program did not derail his career, quite the contrary. What really derailed his career was reaching number one on the charts around the world, becoming a pop star, a victim of the system.
His kabbalah teacher warned him: ” Do you know that fame is a curse and the devil is a gentleman? to spank each other. ”
Wise words, those of his kabbalah professor and that can well be applied to the entire spectrum of entertainment society, not only to pop stars, but also to politics in its commercial dimension, the same that we suffer today, where most of our representatives are so vulgar that they aspire to be iconic.
You have to read the biography of Sinéad O’Connor to realize that success is failure put under the lights of show business.