Quotes About Nicks

Northern Californians may remember Fritz, a band Lindsey and his friend Stephanie (later Stevie) Nicks were members of for several years in the late '60s and early '70s, and which became quite popular on the South Bay steak & lobster circuit.

Buckingham and Nicks put out their lone solo album (Buckingham/Nicks, on Polydor) in the early '70s—and became stars in Birmingham, Alabama, of all places, as a result of the record's regional popularity. The album's producer, Keith Olsen, used tapes he made with the duo to pitch his own talents to Mick Fleetwood, and the drummer was impressed with both Olsen and Buckingham/Nicks.

Jesus Christ, it's like living with Stevie bloody Nicks,' I said, 'only without the cocaine, which would be more fun.

I don't have the identity of any of them. I only had the nicks that they used on Internet Relay Chat.

Buckingham, Nicks's former lover and a bandmate of hers since the late '60s, when both were members of a Bay Area group called Fritz, admits to having always considered her songs "a little flaky." But, "there's obviously something about her material that people relate to. She's always been a little bit hard for me to take seriously, because I really appreciate a beat, having been weaned on Elvis and Little Richard and Chuck Berry.

a Dr. Mikovitz. He says you left a message this morning with one of his colleagues." "Oh, of course." Maura picked up the phone. "This is Dr. Isles." Jane turned her gaze back to the X ray, to those three parallel nicks on the cheekbones. She tried to imagine what could have left such a mark. It was a tool that neither she nor Maura had encountered before.

My feelings about politics and literature and mathematics and the rest of life's minutiae can only be described through a labyrinthine of six-sided questions, but everything that actually matters can be explained by Lindsey fucking Buckingham and Stevie fucking Nicks in four fucking minutes.

Most of the new recruits were on their way to Fort Huachuca; their hair was cut so short, you could see scabs from the razor nicks—most of them who were assigned to Fort Huachuca would probably be on orders to Vietnam soon. "They look like babies," I said to Owen. "BABIES FIGHT THE WARS," said Owen Meany