In 1992, the whole world has decided Sinéad O’Connor was awful after she ripped up a picture of the pope.
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So when she went to a Bob Dylan tribute concert where she was asked to perform, she was booed off the stage by the audience, who considered her a crazy attention seeker.
Singer and actor Kris Kristofferson was also near the stage, one of the performers present that day. He comforted O’Connor in front of everyone. He felt she was brave, and misunderstood. He asked her why she did what she did.
Kristoffer then wrote a song for Sinéad O’Connor. Sister Sinead, it’s called.
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Here are the lyrics:
”I’m singing this song for my sister Sinead
Concerning the god awful mess that she made
When she told them her truth just as hard as she could
Her message profoundly was misunderstood
There's humans entrusted with guarding our gold
And humans in charge of the saving of souls
And humans responded all over the world
Condemning that bald headed brave little girl
And maybe she's crazy and maybe she ain't
But so was Picasso and so were the saints
And she's never been partial to shackles or chains
She's too old for breaking and too young to tame
It's askin' for trouble to stick out your neck
In terms of a target a big silhouette
But some candles flicker and some candles fade
And some burn as true as my sister Sinead
And maybe she's crazy and maybe she ain't
But so was Picasso and so were the saints
And she's never been partial to shackles or chains
She's too old for breaking and too young to tame”
“Too old for breaking, and too young to tame”. It’s beautiful to me. Kris Kristofferson was in his fifties, he just saw Sinéad as a kid; he had daughters her age. So when the audience booed her, and the world “cancelled” her, he did what no one else did — he listened. Listened, understood, then defended her in song.