In 1982 a friend and I had the chance to catch Diana Ross in action as she toured the world with her live concert. Mind you, this was way before I came out of the closet. I had no idea she was a gay icon. I just loved her. My favorite album of hers was and still is 1981 To Love Again which has all of her classic love songs. So you can imagine how ecstatic we were seeing her that summer evening. I still get goose bumps just thinking about it. The night was so magical. She sang, she danced, she cracked jokes. She even went as far as mingling with the audience. We were seated too far to ever think she would come our way but it scarcely mattered, so much in awe we were just being there. I may have moved on to other singers as college beckoned but in my eyes no one had never come close to being a true superstar as Diana Ross was back in those days.
But there's an ugly side to her as well. We’ve come to
know that by now. She's made enough front-page news to cover the bottom of many
birdcages. Yet, J. Randy Taraborrelli was the first to really expose her bad
behavior. His 1988 CALL HER MISS ROSS (Kensington Publishing) is a no holds barred account of the diva
in action, from her humble beginnings in Detroit, Michigan to her sold out
performances all over the world. This hit girl sure made a lot of people
tremble in their boots, including her Supreme sister Mary Wilson who at the
time kept quiet to keep peace. Taraborrelli spares no details in making sure
his unauthorized biography is worth every penny: jealousy, backstabbing, business
deals gone wrong... Ross' desperate need to control everything and everyone
fits her over-the-top ego to a T while filling this bio with enough juicy
details to keep any enquiring mind very, very happy.
I used to buy everything this lady put on records as a
solo artist, even during her RCA days when she left Motown to make it on her
own. Though some of her stuff during that time is still listenable (mostly
ballads), I, like many of you, much prefer the Motown years. The Theme from Mahogany,
It’s My Turn, Love Hangover, The Boss, Endless Love... So many hits and J. Randy
Taraborelli goes through them all (including those of The Supremes) with a fine-tooth comb. You’ll have a ball discovering how they came to be and which ones reached
the top of the charts and how long they stayed there. Indeed, CALL HER MISS
ROSS is mostly an encyclopedia of knowledge despite its fun and dishy front.
Fortunately, the book is still available but going under
the name DIANA ROSS: A BIOGRAPHY (Citadel, 2014). The author has rewritten, expanded and updated
it with more interviews and more insightful viewpoints (which to me were my
favorite parts to begin with). In other words, CALL HER MISS ROSS got a
makeover. Personally, I liked it just the way it was but I admit that this new
version should still be quite interesting. I will definitely check it out—as
you should, especially if you’re a Ross fan.
Until next post—Martin
2 comments:
Thank you! My first best seller! I love being a part of The Sleaze Factor. -:) JRT
You're very welcome. Love, love this book.
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