Bummer. She’s finding out that the world is not longer so indulgent of difficult women once they’re no longer hotties.
Sinead is a tragic character. I remember being blown away when “The Lion and the Cobra” came out. As I remember, there was very little promotion at first. It was mainly word-of-mouth before the then-adventurous VH-1 ran with it and brought it to the world at large.
In 1989 Her second album and the Prince-written hit launched her into the mainstream. But, just as she had arrived, her obnoxious, bizarre behavior took center stage and from then on it was all about her personal foibles and off-stage antics.
For the next twenty-odd years, she made nutty statements, gave provocative interviews, dabbled in wacko religions, announced her retirement, married three times, squeezed out four children (one of which was to a man she happened to be married to at the time) and managed to cut a number of self-indulgent, “esoteric” albums, deliberately eschewing any project with mass appeal.
Squandered talent.
Now that people can’t stand to look at her she’s reduced to begging for sex on Twitter. What man would want to involve himself with such a “complicated” woman now that she looks like someone you’d see in the potato-chip aisle at Wal-Mart? Not to mention the fact that she’s also recently been bemoaning the fact that a few of her children are seriously troubled (surprise, surprise).
I dunno, maybe now that the world would prefer to ignore her personal soap opera, she might actually get down to doing some serious work. Who can say?
Some of those albums are absolutely brilliant. "Sean-Nos Nua" and "Faith and Courage" in particular.
She's mostly insane, but her music has been consistently terrific.
Well stated.