If we go by that standard, we’ll be left with very little music. Silliness. And also ungrateful. Even in collapse of a business, she had a lifestyle that many can only dream of, and millions in the bank.
And she threw away the one most precious thing a human can possess. Her life as a “failure” would be a pampered lifestyle for most people.
Read carefully. I’m not thinking about Mick’s feelings or your feelings, but rather the experience of his future audience of young people, because he is contracted to perform live again soon. I’m thinking about the influence of that 60s attitude of sadistic emotional experimentation and sexual chaos on yet another generation. If he hardens himself to sing “60s sexual revolution” songs in this aftermath, it will surely make some percentage of his audiences very uncomfortable, as I was in the store hearing that old song this week.
Depression is a really terrible illness. Some people do not survive it. Many, many artists suffer from it. I've lost several artist friends to suicide, in that I worked in the arts for decades and knew many artists in lots of mediums. Perhaps that's why this incident hurts me a lot. It is a shattering loss.
Those trying to say, "Well, tough!" may not betaking Mick's broken heart into account. Rock star though he is, it will be difficult if not impossible for him to replace the depth of her whom he called his "best friend" any time soon, if ever in the rest of his lifetime. He is hurting. He is committed to performing again soon. It's a nightmare for him, too.