Cuando adoptamos a Bobby, un niño silencioso de cinco años, pensamos que el tiempo y el amor curarían su dolor. Pero en su sexto cumpleaños, destrozó nuestras vidas con cinco palabras: “Mis padres están vivos”. Lo que ocurrió a continuación reveló verdades que nunca vimos venir.
Siempre pensé que ser madre sería algo natural y sin esfuerzo. Pero la vida tenía otros planes.
Cuando Bobby pronunció aquellas palabras, no fue sólo su primera frase. Fue el comienzo de un camino que pondría a prueba nuestro amor, nuestra paciencia y todo lo que creíamos sobre la familia.
Una mujer en su casa | Fuente: Midjourney
Solía pensar que la vida era perfecta. Tenía un esposo cariñoso, una casa acogedora y un trabajo estable que me permitía dedicarme a mis aficiones.
Pero faltaba algo. Algo que sentía en cada momento de tranquilidad y en cada mirada al segundo dormitorio vacío.
Quería un hijo.
Cuando Jacob y yo decidimos empezar a intentarlo, tenía muchas esperanzas. Imaginaba desvelos alimentando al bebé, proyectos de arte desordenados y ver crecer a nuestro pequeño.
Pero los meses se convirtieron en años y esa imagen nunca se volvió realidad.
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Lo intentamos todo, desde tratamientos de fertilidad hasta visitar a los mejores especialistas de la ciudad. Todas las veces, recibíamos la misma respuesta: “Lo siento”.
El día en que todo se vino abajo está grabado en mi mente.
Acabábamos de salir de otra clínica de fertilidad. Las palabras del médico resonaban en mi cabeza.
“No podemos hacer nada más”, había dicho. “La adopción podría ser tu mejor opción”.
Aguanté hasta que llegamos a casa. En cuanto entré en el sala, me desplomé en el sofá, llorando sin control.
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Jacob me siguió.
“Alicia, ¿qué ha pasado?”, preguntó. “Háblame, por favor”.
Sacudí la cabeza, apenas capaz de sacar las palabras. “Es que… no lo entiendo. ¿Por qué nos está pasando esto? Todo lo que siempre he querido es ser madre, y ahora nunca va a ocurrir”.
“No es justo. Lo sé”, dijo mientras se sentaba a mi lado y me acercaba hacia él. “Pero quizá haya otra forma. Quizá no tengamos que detenernos aquí”.
“¿Te refieres a la adopción?”. Se me quebró la voz mientras lo miraba. “¿De verdad crees que es lo mismo? Ni siquiera sé si puedo querer a un hijo que no es mío”.
Una mujer seria | Fuente: Midjourney
Las manos de Jacob tomaron mi cara y sus ojos se clavaron en los míos.
“Alicia, tienes más amor dentro de ti que nadie que yo conozca. La biología no define a una madre. El amor sí. Y tú… eres una madre en todos los sentidos que importan”.
Sus palabras perduraron en mi mente durante los días siguientes. Repetía nuestra conversación cada vez que me tenía dudas.
¿Podría hacerlo de verdad? ¿Podría ser la madre que un niño merezca, aunque no fuera biológicamente mío?
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Por fin, una mañana, mientras observaba a Jacob sorbiendo su café en la mesa de la cocina, tomé una decisión.
“Estoy preparada”, dije en voz baja.
Levantó la vista, con los ojos llenos de esperanza. “¿Para qué?”
“Para la adopción”, anuncié.
“¿Qué?”. A Jacob se le iluminó la cara. “No sabes lo feliz que me hace oír eso”.
“Espera”, dije levantando una ceja. “Ya has estado pensando en esto, ¿no?”.
Se rió.
“Quizá un poco”, confesó. “He estado investigando hogares de niños cercanos. Hay uno no muy lejos. Podríamos visitarlo este fin de semana, si estás preparada”.
Un hombre sonriendo | Fuente: Midjourney
“Hagámoslo”, asentí. “Visitemos el hogar de niños este fin de semana”.
El fin de semana llegó más rápido de lo que esperaba. Mientras conducíamos hacia al hogar de niños, me quedé mirando por la ventanilla, intentando calmar los nervios.
“¿Y si no les gustamos?”, susurré.
“Nos querrán”, dijo Jacob, apretándome la mano. “Y si no, lo resolveremos. Juntos”.
Cuando llegamos, una amable mujer llamada Sra. Jones nos recibió en la puerta. Nos condujo al interior mientras nos hablaba del lugar.
Una mujer junto a una puerta | Fuente: Midjourney
“Tenemos unos niños maravillosos que me encantaría que conocieran”, dijo, guiándonos hasta una sala de juegos llena de risas y parloteo.
Cuando mis ojos recorrieron la habitación, se detuvieron en un niño sentado en un rincón. No estaba jugando como los demás. Estaba mirando.
Sus grandes ojos estaban llenos de pensamientos y parecían ver mi interior.
“Hola”, le dije, agachándome a su lado. “¿Cómo te llamas?”
Me miró fijamente, en silencio.
Un niño pequeño | Fuente: Midjourney
Fue entonces cuando mi mirada pasó de él a la Sra. Jones.
“¿Es que no habla?”, pregunté.
“Oh, Bobby habla”, se rió entre dientes. “Sólo es tímido. Dale tiempo y entrará en razón”.
Me volví hacia Bobby, con el corazón conmovido por aquel niño tan callado.
“Encantada de conocerte, Bobby”, dije, aunque él no respondió.
Una mujer sonriendo | Fuente: Midjourney
Más tarde, en su despacho, la Sra. Jones nos contó su historia.
Bobby había sido abandonado de bebé y dejado cerca de otro hogar con una nota que decía: “Sus padres han muerto y no estoy preparada para cuidar del niño”.
“Ha pasado por más cosas de las que pasarán la mayoría de los adultos”, dijo. “Pero es un chico dulce e inteligente. Sólo necesita que alguien crea en él. Alguien que cuide de él. Y que lo quiera”.
En ese momento, no necesité más convencimiento. Estaba dispuesta a acogerlo en nuestras vidas.
“Lo queremos”, dije, mirando a Jacob.
Asintió con la cabeza. “Por supuesto”.
Un hombre sonriendo | Fuente: Midjourney
Mientras firmábamos los papeles y nos preparábamos para traer a Bobby a casa, sentí algo que no había sentido en años. Esperanza.
No sabía qué retos nos esperaban, pero sabía una cosa con certeza. Estábamos dispuestos a querer a este niño con todo lo que teníamos.
Y eso era sólo el principio.
Cuando trajimos a Bobby a casa, nuestras vidas cambiaron de un modo que nunca habíamos imaginado.
Desde el momento en que entró en casa, queríamos que se sintiera seguro y querido. Decoramos su habitación con colores vivos, estanterías llenas de libros y sus dinosaurios favoritos.
Pero Bobby permanecía en silencio.
Un niño de pie en un pasillo | Fuente: Midjourney
Lo observaba todo con aquellos ojos grandes y pensativos, como si intentara averiguar si aquello era real o sólo temporal. Jacob y yo volcamos en él todo el amor que teníamos, con la esperanza de que hablara.
“¿Quieres ayudarme a hacer galletas, Bobby?”, le preguntaba, agachándome a su altura.
Asentía con la cabeza y sus deditos agarraban los cortantes de masa, pero no decía ni una palabra.
Un día, Jacob lo llevó al entrenamiento de fútbol y lo animó desde un costado de la cancha.
Una pelota de fútbol en una cancha | Fuente: Pexels
“¡Gran patada, amigo! Lo has conseguido!”, gritó.
¿Pero Bobby? Se limitó a sonreír débilmente y se quedó callado.
Por la noche, le leía cuentos.
“Érase una vez”, empezaba, echando un vistazo por encima del libro para ver si prestaba atención.
Siempre lo hacía, pero nunca hablaba.
Un niño sonriendo | Fuente: Midjourney
Así pasaron los meses. No lo presionábamos porque sabíamos que necesitaba tiempo.
Entonces se acercó su sexto cumpleaños, y Jacob y yo decidimos hacerle una pequeña fiesta. Sólo nosotros tres y un pastel con pequeños dinosaurios encima.
La expresión de su cara cuando vio el pastel hizo que todo el esfuerzo valiera la pena.
“¿Te gusta, Bobby?”, preguntó Jacob.
Bobby asintió y nos sonrió.
Un niño sonriendo | Fuente: Midjourney
Mientras encendíamos las velas y cantábamos “Cumpleaños feliz”, me di cuenta de que Bobby nos miraba fijamente. Cuando terminó la canción, sopló las velas y, por primera vez, habló.
“Mis padres están vivos”, dijo en voz baja.
Jacob y yo intercambiamos miradas de sorpresa, dudando de si habíamos oído bien.
“¿Qué has dicho, cariño?”, pregunté, arrodillándome a su lado.
Me miró y repitió las mismas palabras.
“Mis padres están vivos”.
Primer plano de la boca de un niño mientras habla | Fuente: Pexels
No podía creer lo que oía.
¿Cómo podía saberlo? ¿Estaba recordando algo? ¿Se lo había dicho alguien?
Mi mente se agitó, pero Bobby no dijo nada más aquella noche.
Más tarde, mientras lo arropaba en la cama, aferró su nuevo dinosaurio de peluche y susurró: “En el hogar de acogida, los mayores dijeron que mis verdaderos papá y mamá no me querían. No están muertos. Sólo me regalaron”.
Sus palabras me rompieron el corazón y despertaron mi curiosidad por la casa de acogida. ¿Estaban realmente vivos sus padres? ¿Por qué no nos lo había dicho la Sra. Jones?
Una mujer de pie en su casa | Fuente: Midjourney
Al día siguiente, Jacob y yo volvimos a la casa de acogida para enfrentarnos a la Sra. Jones. Necesitábamos respuestas.
Cuando le contamos lo que Bobby había dicho, parecía incómoda.
“Yo… no quería que se enteraran de esta manera”, admitió, retorciéndose las manos. “Pero el chico tiene razón. Sus padres están vivos. Son ricos y no querían un hijo con problemas de salud. Pagaron a mi jefe para que lo mantuviera en secreto. Yo no estaba de acuerdo, pero no era mi decisión”.
Una mujer hablando con otra mujer | Fuente: Midjourney
“¿Qué problemas de salud?”, pregunté.
“No estaba bien cuando lo abandonaron, pero su enfermedad era temporal”, explicó. “Ahora está bien”.
“¿Y la historia de la nota? ¿Era todo inventado?”
“Sí”, confesó. “Nos inventamos esa historia porque lo dijo nuestro jefe. Lo siento”.
Una mujer hablando en su despacho | Fuente: Midjourney
Sus palabras parecieron una traición. ¿Cómo podía alguien abandonar a su propio hijo? ¿Y por qué? ¿Porque no era perfecto a sus ojos?
Cuando llegamos a casa, se lo explicamos todo a Bobby de la forma más sencilla que pudimos. Pero él se mostró inflexible.
“Quiero verlos”, dijo, agarrando con fuerza su dinosaurio de peluche.
A pesar de nuestras reservas, sabíamos que teníamos que cumplir su petición. Así que pedimos a la Sra. Jones la dirección y los datos de contacto de sus padres.
Una mujer usando su teléfono | Fuente: Pexels
Al principio, no nos permitió ponernos en contacto con ellos. Pero cuando le contamos la situación de Bobby y lo desesperado que estaba por verlos, se vio obligada a cambiar de decisión.
Pronto llevamos a Bobby a casa de sus padres. No teníamos ni idea de cómo reaccionaría, pero estábamos seguros de que esto le ayudaría a curarse.
Cuando llegamos a las imponentes puertas de la mansión, los ojos de Bobby se iluminaron de una forma que nunca antes habíamos visto.
Mientras aparcábamos el automóvil y caminábamos hacia él, se aferró a mi mano y sus dedos apretaron con fuerza los míos como si nunca fuera a soltarlos.
Un niño cogido de la mano de su madre | Fuente: Pexels
Jacob llamó a la puerta y, unos instantes después, apareció una pareja bien vestida. Sus pulidas sonrisas vacilaron en cuanto vieron a Bobby.
“¿Podemos ayudarle?”, preguntó la mujer con voz temblorosa.
“Éste es Bobby”, dijo Jacob. “Su hijo”.
Miraron a Bobby con los ojos muy abiertos.
“¿Son mi mamá y mi papá?”, preguntó el niño.
La pareja se miró y pareció que querían desaparecer. Estaban avergonzados y empezaron a explicar por qué habían entregado a su hijo.
Una mujer delante de su casa | Fuente: Midjourney
“Pensábamos”, empezó el hombre. “Pensamos que hacíamos lo correcto. No podíamos ocuparnos de un niño enfermo. Creíamos que otra persona podría darle una vida mejor”.
Sentí que aumentaba mi ira, pero antes de que pudiera decir nada, Bobby se adelantó.
“¿Por qué no se quedaron conmigo?”, preguntó, mirando directamente a los ojos de sus padres biológicos.
“No sabíamos cómo ayudarte”, dijo la mujer con voz temblorosa.
Bobby frunció el ceño. “Creo que ni siquiera lo intentastes…”.
Un niño de pie al aire libre | Fuente: Midjourney
Entonces, se volvió hacia mí.
“Mamá”, empezó. “No quiero ir con la gente que me dejó. No me gustan. Quiero estar contigo y con papá”.
Se me llenaron los ojos de lágrimas mientras me arrodillaba a su lado.
“No tienes que irte con ellos”, susurré. “Ahora somos tu familia, Bobby. Nunca te dejaremos marchar”.
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Jacob puso una mano protectora sobre el hombro de Bobby.
“Sí, nunca te dejaremos marchar”, dijo.
La pareja no dijo nada, excepto que se movían torpemente de un pie a otro. Su lenguaje corporal me decía que estaban avergonzados, pero ni una sola palabra de disculpa escapó de sus labios.
Cuando salimos de aquella mansión, sentí una abrumadora sensación de paz. Aquel día, Bobby nos había elegido, igual que nosotros lo habíamos elegido a él.
Sus actos me hicieron darme cuenta de que no éramos sólo sus padres adoptivos. Éramos su verdadera familia.
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Bobby floreció después de aquel día, su sonrisa se hizo más brillante y su risa llenó nuestra casa. Empezó a confiar plenamente en nosotros, compartiendo sus pensamientos, sus sueños e incluso sus miedos.
Al verlo prosperar, Jacob y yo sentimos que nuestra familia estaba por fin completa. Nos encantaba cuando Bobby nos llamaba “mamá” y “papá” con orgullo.
Y cada vez que lo hacía, me recordaba que lo que forma una familia es el amor, no la biología.
Un hombre cogiendo de la mano a un niño | Fuente: Pexels
Si te ha gustado leer esta historia, aquí tienes otra que te puede gustar: Stuart, de 13 años, construyó muros alrededor de su corazón, negándose a aceptar el amor de su madre adoptiva. Su resentimiento hacia ella la siguió hasta la tumba. Un día, encontró en su tumba un sobre dirigido a él, con una verdad que le destrozó el corazón y le hizo llorar.
Esta obra se inspira en hechos y personas reales, pero se ha ficcionalizado con fines creativos. Se han cambiado nombres, personajes y detalles para proteger la intimidad y mejorar la narración. Cualquier parecido con personas reales, vivas o muertas, o con hechos reales es pura coincidencia y no es intención del autor.
El autor y el editor no garantizan la exactitud de los acontecimientos ni la representación de los personajes, y no se hacen responsables de ninguna interpretación errónea. Esta historia se proporciona “tal cual”, y las opiniones expresadas son las de los personajes y no reflejan los puntos de vista del autor ni del editor.
Carly Simon finally says who “You’re So Vain” is written about, confirms what we knew all along
With two successful albums in the span of only nine months, Simon soon found herself solidified as a famous and immensely popular singer/songwriter. In 1971, she received a Grammy Award for Best New Artist of the Year, and additionally one nomination in the “Best Pop Female Vocalist” category.
Carly Simon – “You’re So Vain”
In November of 1972, Carly Simon released her third album, and it was intended to be her big commercial breakthrough. No Secrets spent five weeks at No. 1 on the US Billboard 200 chart and quickly achieved gold status.
It was a great album that spread all over the world, spending weeks and weeks on the top of the charts in countries like Norway, Australia and Canada. But it was one song in particular – the third on the album – that would change her life forever.
You’re So Vain was the song that most people reference when talking of Carly Simon. It was a smash-hit right away, and throughout the years, it’s grown even bigger and bigger.
The song is currently ranked at No. 92 on Billboard‘s Greatest Songs of All-Time list. In 2014, it was voted as number as no 216 when Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) asked the question of the best songs of the century. That same year, it was crowned as the ultimate song of the 1970’s by the UK Official Charts Company.
The album was recorded at the famous Trident Studios in London, England, where bands like The Beatles recorded The White Album and David Bowie made Space Oddity.
You’re So Vain – recording
You’re So Vain also held plenty of secrets when it was released, and for many years it was the subject of one of rock ‘n’ roll’s biggest mysteries. But we’ll get to that soon.
Firstly, Rolling Stones frontman Mick Jagger is uncredited on the song, even though he sings on the chorus.
At the time of the recording, several other famous artists were at the Trident Studios, and the likes of Paul McCartney, Linda McCartney, legendary record producer George Martin, and Harry Nilsson watched her record. Actually, McCartney himself pitched in to guest star with background vocals.
And then there was Mick Jagger. Carly Simon wrote in her memoir that he actually invited himself to the recording. Jagger had pursued her in London and called Trident Studios once he understood she was there.
“It was shortly after midnight. Mick and I, we were close together – the same height, same coloring, same lips,” Simon writes.
“I felt as if I was trying to stay within a pink gravity that was starting to loosen its silky grip on me. I was thrilled by the proximity, remembering all the times I had spent imitating him in front of my closet mirror.”
As mentioned, You’re So Vain was a rock ‘n’ roll mystery. It’s always fun to know the background story of a song, wether its about a certain event, a person, or if that one line is a reference for something special.
You’re So Vain – who is it about?
In Carly Simon’s case, no one knew who You’re So Vain was about.
Some guessed – and had conspiracy theories – that the song was about Mick Jagger. Sure, there was a pretty clear connection between the two, especially since he actually sang on the record.
But no, it turns out the rumours were wrong. The truth is that You’re So Vain – at least the second verse – is about one-time Hollywood lothario Warren Beatty, whom she dated briefly in the early 1970’s.
“You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive.
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair.
And that you would never leave.
But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me.
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.
Clouds in my coffee”.
In her memoir, Carly revealed that the song was also about two other people, but she won’t reveal who they were.
“I don’t think so,” she told People. “At least until they know it’s about them.”
“Probably, if we were sitting over at dinner and I said: ‘remember that time you walked into the party and…’ I don’t know if I’ll do it. I never thought I would admit that it was more than one person.”
Simon dated Warren Beatty for a short while in the ’70s, and described him as a “glorious specimen” who put all other men “to shame, if looks and charm were what you were after.”
Carly Simon – James Taylor
So what about Carly Simon’s love life besides Warren? Well, she’s been married once, to singer/songwriter James Taylor.
They had met briefly as children, and then again in her dressing room in 1971. She described the latter meeting in her book. Taylor was there together with his then-girlfriend Joni Mitchell.
“He was barefoot, long-legged, long-footed – and is knees were bent,” she wrote in her memoir.
”He wore dark red, loose, wide-wale corduroys and a long-sleeved Henley with one button open, his right hand clutching a self-rule cigarette. His hair, simultaneously shiny and disheveled, fell evenly on both sides of his head, and he wore a scruffy, understated mustache, the kind so fashionable back in the yearly 1970s. He seemed both kempt and unkempt. Even sprawled out on the floor, everything about him communicated that he was, in fact, the center of something – the core of an apple, the center of a note.”
Carly Simon and James Taylor started dating later the same year and tied the knot in November of 1972. 11 years later, the couple divorced, but it wasn’t just because they didn’t have the same love for each other anymore.
Carly Simon – children
Simon explained that it mostly had to do with drugs. They had two children, now grown up and working in the music business. Daughter Sally Taylor is 46 years old and Ben Taylor’s 43.
Her memoir Boys in the Trees pretty much ends with her marriage to James Taylor. Her son hasn’t read the book. But her daughter has.
“I think he would feel more conflicted than Sally did,” Simon told ABC in 2016. “I had told her almost everything, but when she read it all together, she was just so amazed. She said, ‘I’m so proud of you for being able to tell it like it is for you.’”
Carly Simon was later engaged to musician Russ Kunkel in 1985. She married writer James Hart in December 1987, but the couple divorced in 2007.
Carly Simon, now 75 years of age, continued making music for many years to come. And, as a by-product, continued to win several awards for her trophy cabinet.
Her 1977 worldwide hit Nobody Does It Better was the theme song of the Bond movie The Spy Who Loved Me. It’s considered by many to be one of the greatest Bond anthems of all time.
Hall of Fame entry
In 1988, she released the song Let The River Run, first featured in the 1988 movie Working Girl. With the song, she became the first singer ever to win three major awards for a single track: an Academy Award, a Grammy and a Golden Globe.
Six years later, in 1994, Carly was inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Carly Simon lived a happy life during the 1960s and 1970s. She sure is a legendary singer with a legacy that will live on forever.
Thank you for all the wonderful music, Carly, and we hope to hear more in the future.
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When Carly Simon wrote the song You’re So Vain, her career changed forever, and yet the song remains one of rock ‘n’ roll’s biggest mysteries. Who is the person Simon is singing about?
Well, Carly herself has revealed who the classic song is about.
The 1970’s sure was a time for great music. During the 1960’s, bands like The Beatles had conquered the world, and now it was time for the likes of Bob Dylan and others to take over.
Carly Simon – singer/songwriter
One of those who did just that was Carly Simon. The wonderful singer/songwriter became one of the most popular artists when her career began to grow in the early 1970’s.
We’ve all heard You’re so Vain and various other classics from the New Yorker. But what about her life? And who was You’re so Vain actually about? This is the story of the wonderful Carly Simon.
Carly Simon was born on June 25, 1945, in New York City, the youngest daughter of an upper-class New York family. Her father Richard Simon was the co-founder of the Simon & Schuster publishing company.
Carly Simon – childhood
Now, Carly’s childhood wasn’t exactly perfect. As a third daughter, she often felt inadequate. Did her parents really want her?
“After two daughters he’d been counting on a son, a male successor to be named Carl. When I was born, he and Mommy simply added a y to the word, like an accusing chromosome: Carly,” she said.
When she was just 7 or 8 years old, Carly experienced a string of disturbing sexual encounters with a teenage boy.
“I didn’t realize that I was being used,” she said in an interview with USA Today. “I thought of myself as being in love with him. I’m sure a lot of girls go through the same thing.”
As a young girl, Carly got to see what the music industry was all about. But it would be some time before she would become the sensation she was.
Simon split her time between her family’s townhouse in Greenwich Village, New York and a wonderful estate in Stamford, Connecticut. The estate in Stamford saw the young girl surrounded by celebrities like Albert Einstein and Eleanor Roosevelt.
The Simon family were also good friends of legendary baseball player Jackie Robinson, who soon would take Carly under his wing. Jackie Robinson and his family lived in the Stamford house while their own home was under construction.
Befriended Jackie Robinson
She got to sit in the dugout at the old Ebbets Field in Brooklyn – home of the then-Brooklyn Dodgers. Soon, she became the unofficial mascot of the team.
“Jackie even taught me how to bat lefty, though it never took”, Simon wrote in her memoir Boys in the Trees (2015).
“He always had the cutest look around the side of his mouth, as if he were thinking about what he was about to say before he said it.”
However, the family would go through a tragedy. Simon’s father was strong-armed out of his own company, and died in 1960, just before his daughter’s 16th birthday.
For her part, Carly showed an early interest in music. She started singing together with brother Joey – who later became a successful writer, writing the music for the Broadway show The Secret Garden – but later, it was her and her sister who would go on to pursue a career in the business.
As Carly wrote on her website, she and sister Lucy taught themselves three chords on the guitar and hitch-hiked up to Provincetown, MA in the summer of 1964.
The Simon Sisters – as they called themselves – sang at a local bar called The Moors, with a repertoar consisting of folk music, as well as some of their own songs.
Touring with sister Lucy
Carly Simon and Lucy were eventually signed to Kapp Records and played a couple of clubs in Greenwich Village, opening for early comedians Woody Allen and Dick Cavett, among others, and even played in the UK.
In her memoir, Simon recalls the boat trip across the Atlantic heading home.
They were on the same boat as Sean Connery, and Carly and her sister ended up spending the trip with the actor. At that point, of course, no one could realize or even imagine that Carly would write a Bond theme song 12 years later.
The sister duo released three albums in the 1960s before Lucy left to get married.
Carly Simon was on her own, but still determined to forge a career in the music industry. However, her career had a slow start. She started working as a summer-camp counselor and as a secretary on a TV show.
Carly’s career
In February of 1971, Simon released her debut album Carly Simon. The song That’s the Way I’ve Always Heard It Should Be – an anti-marriage-song – became her first hit, reaching No. 10 on the Billboard Hot 100 list.
In October, later the same year, Simon released her second album, Anticipation. By now, things had really started to blow up. Her album went gold in two years and contained the smash hit Anticipation, which peaked at No. 13 on the Billboard pop singles chart and also at No. 3 on the Billboard Adult Contemporary chart in the United States.
According to herself, Simon wrote the song in just 15 minutes while waiting for Cat Stevens at her place, whom she was dating at the time and had made dinner for. When he arrived, the song was ready, but the date only lasted a short while.
“He gave me whispers and drawings of Blake poems,” Carly Simon said. “He told me about his childhood, his mixed Greek and Swedish parents, and we made a connection that has lasted.”
With two successful albums in the span of only nine months, Simon soon found herself solidified as a famous and immensely popular singer/songwriter. In 1971, she received a Grammy Award for Best New Artist of the Year, and additionally one nomination in the “Best Pop Female Vocalist” category.
Carly Simon – “You’re So Vain”
In November of 1972, Carly Simon released her third album, and it was intended to be her big commercial breakthrough. No Secrets spent five weeks at No. 1 on the US Billboard 200 chart and quickly achieved gold status.
It was a great album that spread all over the world, spending weeks and weeks on the top of the charts in countries like Norway, Australia and Canada. But it was one song in particular – the third on the album – that would change her life forever.
You’re So Vain was the song that most people reference when talking of Carly Simon. It was a smash-hit right away, and throughout the years, it’s grown even bigger and bigger.
The song is currently ranked at No. 92 on Billboard‘s Greatest Songs of All-Time list. In 2014, it was voted as number as no 216 when Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) asked the question of the best songs of the century. That same year, it was crowned as the ultimate song of the 1970’s by the UK Official Charts Company.
The album was recorded at the famous Trident Studios in London, England, where bands like The Beatles recorded The White Album and David Bowie made Space Oddity.
You’re So Vain – recording
You’re So Vain also held plenty of secrets when it was released, and for many years it was the subject of one of rock ‘n’ roll’s biggest mysteries. But we’ll get to that soon.
Firstly, Rolling Stones frontman Mick Jagger is uncredited on the song, even though he sings on the chorus.
At the time of the recording, several other famous artists were at the Trident Studios, and the likes of Paul McCartney, Linda McCartney, legendary record producer George Martin, and Harry Nilsson watched her record. Actually, McCartney himself pitched in to guest star with background vocals.
And then there was Mick Jagger. Carly Simon wrote in her memoir that he actually invited himself to the recording. Jagger had pursued her in London and called Trident Studios once he understood she was there.
“It was shortly after midnight. Mick and I, we were close together – the same height, same coloring, same lips,” Simon writes.
“I felt as if I was trying to stay within a pink gravity that was starting to loosen its silky grip on me. I was thrilled by the proximity, remembering all the times I had spent imitating him in front of my closet mirror.”
As mentioned, You’re So Vain was a rock ‘n’ roll mystery. It’s always fun to know the background story of a song, wether its about a certain event, a person, or if that one line is a reference for something special.
You’re So Vain – who is it about?
In Carly Simon’s case, no one knew who You’re So Vain was about.
Some guessed – and had conspiracy theories – that the song was about Mick Jagger. Sure, there was a pretty clear connection between the two, especially since he actually sang on the record.
But no, it turns out the rumours were wrong. The truth is that You’re So Vain – at least the second verse – is about one-time Hollywood lothario Warren Beatty, whom she dated briefly in the early 1970’s.
“You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive.
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair.
And that you would never leave.
But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me.
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.
Clouds in my coffee”.
In her memoir, Carly revealed that the song was also about two other people, but she won’t reveal who they were.
“I don’t think so,” she told People. “At least until they know it’s about them.”
“Probably, if we were sitting over at dinner and I said: ‘remember that time you walked into the party and…’ I don’t know if I’ll do it. I never thought I would admit that it was more than one person.”
Simon dated Warren Beatty for a short while in the ’70s, and described him as a “glorious specimen” who put all other men “to shame, if looks and charm were what you were after.”
Carly Simon – James Taylor
So what about Carly Simon’s love life besides Warren? Well, she’s been married once, to singer/songwriter James Taylor.
They had met briefly as children, and then again in her dressing room in 1971. She described the latter meeting in her book. Taylor was there together with his then-girlfriend Joni Mitchell.
“He was barefoot, long-legged, long-footed – and is knees were bent,” she wrote in her memoir.
”He wore dark red, loose, wide-wale corduroys and a long-sleeved Henley with one button open, his right hand clutching a self-rule cigarette. His hair, simultaneously shiny and disheveled, fell evenly on both sides of his head, and he wore a scruffy, understated mustache, the kind so fashionable back in the yearly 1970s. He seemed both kempt and unkempt. Even sprawled out on the floor, everything about him communicated that he was, in fact, the center of something – the core of an apple, the center of a note.”
Carly Simon and James Taylor started dating later the same year and tied the knot in November of 1972. 11 years later, the couple divorced, but it wasn’t just because they didn’t have the same love for each other anymore.
Carly Simon – children
Simon explained that it mostly had to do with drugs. They had two children, now grown up and working in the music business. Daughter Sally Taylor is 46 years old and Ben Taylor’s 43.
Her memoir Boys in the Trees pretty much ends with her marriage to James Taylor. Her son hasn’t read the book. But her daughter has.
“I think he would feel more conflicted than Sally did,” Simon told ABC in 2016. “I had told her almost everything, but when she read it all together, she was just so amazed. She said, ‘I’m so proud of you for being able to tell it like it is for you.’”
Carly Simon was later engaged to musician Russ Kunkel in 1985. She married writer James Hart in December 1987, but the couple divorced in 2007.
Carly Simon, now 75 years of age, continued making music for many years to come. And, as a by-product, continued to win several awards for her trophy cabinet.
Her 1977 worldwide hit Nobody Does It Better was the theme song of the Bond movie The Spy Who Loved Me. It’s considered by many to be one of the greatest Bond anthems of all time.
Hall of Fame entry
In 1988, she released the song Let The River Run, first featured in the 1988 movie Working Girl. With the song, she became the first singer ever to win three major awards for a single track: an Academy Award, a Grammy and a Golden Globe.
Six years later, in 1994, Carly was inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Carly Simon lived a happy life during the 1960s and 1970s. She sure is a legendary singer with a legacy that will live on forever.
Thank you for all the wonderful music, Carly, and we hope to hear more in the future.
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