Singer Rita Lee, who died Monday night (5/8) at the age of 75, didn’t just rock. You’ve done a lot behind the scenes. And she told some details on the pages of “Rita Lee-An Autobiography”. The book, which sold 205,000 copies in its first four months, is a bestseller thanks to its informal tone, in which Rita tells funny stories, like the time she stole Alice Cooper’s snake, and also heavy ones, like a miscarriage and her time. in prison. She also spoke about her controversial departure from Mutantes and her own death.
Published by Globo in 2016, the book returned to the top of the Amazon bestseller list this Tuesday (9/5), following the announcement of the artist’s death.
Check out some excerpts below.
About Mutants:
“My departure from the group came along the lines of ‘the groom is the last to know’, in this case the bride. After spending the day outside, I arrive at rehearsal and find myself in a tense/dense atmosphere. one averting gaze, the other looking at the ceiling, playing with an instrument and so on. Until Arnaldo breaks the ice, takes the floor and communicates to me, not with those words, but the meaning was the same, that at that vigil the I was the deceased. ‘We have decided that from now on you are out of the Mutantes because we have decided to go the line of progressive virtuosity and you have no caliber as an instrumentalist.’ A spit in the face would be less humiliating. Instead of falling to my knees weeping and begging forgiveness for being born a woman, I made elegant silence. I left the room in a dramatic mood, packed my bags, grabbed Danny ( the dog) and goodbye”.
Ending up in Yes’s bed:
“Impressive how in every corner of London we found an organ of Brazilian tropicalism. On the street I bump into Toninho Peticov, always excited and aware of everything that was happening in the city. The request for the next day was Elton John at the Crystal Palace opening by Yes. Huh? Was it the cold plate of revenge for being kicked out of the band? While “The Brazilian Sim” copied their sound in Brazil, I saw them live in London. Midway through Elton’s performance, I drank a pebble hitting the first chords of Yes. With LSD there is no such thing, don’t ask me how I ended up on stage sitting in the biggest flirt. bed surrounded by a bunch of other lost humans. Rita, who knew, you do groupie!”
On Alice Cooper’s theft of the snake:
“All because at a certain point he enters the scene violently shaking a snake and after having done his badass number, he throws the little animal to the ground and tramples it. An engineer entered the grove and picked it up (…). and I entered (…) I immediately went with the roadie, an Englishman named Andy Mills, let’s say we went together and five minutes later we escaped from there taking the cage with the boa constrictor and, finally, another baby boa constrictor that would have been also trained to act in the grotesque micagens of the scoundrel.”
On pregnancy in prison and Regina’s help:
“It could only have been a maneuver by my Guardian Angel that happened on the very day I was bleeding with unbearable cramps (…) The danger of miscarriage was real. Nothing came of it. At that precise moment a jailer arrived saying: ‘Rita Lee, a famous artist has arrived here at the entrance and she is with her little son spinning the Baiana wanting to get you anyway’ (…) Heavens, who is that holy bitch that appears to me exactly at that moment Do I need it more, Nossa Senhora das Roqueiras? I arrive hunchbacked in pain in the delegate’s room and who comes to give me one of the tenderest hugs I’ve ever received in my life? Elis, the one who scowled at the rockers! Elis, the main muse of MPB! (…) The Once delegate, not knowing whether to ask for an autograph or stick his face in the pencil sharpener, pretended to be attentive, now offering coffee, now asking for music. Elis ignored the boy and said in a loud and clear: “If a doctor doesn’t come in five minutes, you’ll need a cup of coffee, because I’m going to call a press conference and report what’s going on.” here with my friend Rita Lee.'”
About the miscarriage she suffered:
“At home, let’s continue [Rita e Roberto de Carvalho] ‘making love on the land-on-the-sea-on-the-moon-in-the-tune-by-telepathy’ several times a day and of course within a very short time I got my stomach again. Ectopic pregnancy, the doctor said, thinking of a curettage taking into account the recent complicated cesarean still in the healing phase. What really made me decide to stop was the bleeding that happened a few days later and I freaked out for good. Even though I had already abandoned religion, I entered the Catholic ‘mea culpa’ and condemned myself to the marble of hell. Even today it whips me thinking that maybe that baby could have caught on, that it was a rash act, that from that moment on I would be condemned to regret the decision for the rest of my life (…) No woman aborts smiling. It is up to them, and only them, to decide to terminate a pregnancy, as well as to manage the moral, spiritual and okimbau consequences themselves”.
About your favorite song:
“My favorite song, ‘Mania de Você’, composed in five minutes with the highly inspired script of a perfect freshly banged woman. Shamelessly, the couple showed themselves body and soul, providing the soundtrack of elegant sexuality for a flaw of a five-star motel.”
On sexual inspiration:
“The R&R bunny duo remained firm and strong. The fun was having sex in unusual places, from airplane bathrooms to deserted beaches, from foam tubs to fire escapes, from service elevators to show dressing rooms. With that baggage erotic-musical, we left for a new album, Launch Perfume, the total consecration of our increasingly autobiographical partnerships. We were the crème de la crème for auditory voyeurs, with the suggestive ‘turn me upside down, make me a cat and shoe , puts me on all fours immediately, fills me with love…’, ‘Hot mix, a sandwich of people, drenched in love…’ and ‘Let me be carried away by an eternal kiss, hotter than hell ‘. infatuation of two hungry people in front of dishes full of seduction, immersed in the throat of passion.”
On death itself:
“When I die, I can imagine the words of affection from those who hate me. Some radio stations will play my songs without loading jabá, colleagues will say they will miss me in the music world, who knows, maybe even give my name on a street without The fans, the sincere ones, will pick up my record covers and sing ‘Ovelha Negra’, the TVs must already have a summary of my trajectory up their sleeve to show in the daily news and a small obituary there will be notes from some magazines that will say: “‘Hey, I thought the old lady was already dead, lol’. No politician will dare attend my funeral, since I’ve never been on stage for any of them and I would rise from the casket to boo them. Meanwhile, I’ll be present in heaven playing my autoharp and singing to God, ‘Thank you Lord, finally sedated.’ Epitaphius: She was never a good role model, but she was a good person.”
Source: Terra
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