Oh, please. Listen to music any way you want to. And interpret it any way you want to. But you started this mess by posting a vanity crying that Mr. Mick upset you by singing Under My Thumb right after his girlfriend committed suicide. Others, besides me, thought this was silly beyond belief.
I am now going to listen to my Sonny & Cher greatest hits album and cry over “I Got You, Babe.” That divorced bitch still sings it in concert and I get angry every time she does it.
As I thought; you wanted to play "artist one-up" and I'm not playing; I'm playing "this is how I felt and no one else is in charge of how I feel" so now you're mad.
Your misinterpretation: His having sung the song years before has nothing whatsoever to do with the suicide; nor did he voluntarily order the recording to be played this week. You leapt to these negative conclusions, while my point was much simpler. I feel sadness for the death of a clothing artist whose work was beautiful. The lyric in retrospect was eerie, even mentioning clothes. Who is to blame for her death? He is not.