In the 1970s there was a wave of soft pop that struck America one band at the crest of that wave was The Carpenters formed by Richard and Karen Carpenter they were wildly successful their song We’ve Only Just Begun is still a ubiquitous wedding song Karen’s smooth and pure voice drew giant crowds but despite how timeless her music is it is equally contrasted by the briefness of her life.
Karen captivated a worldwide audience with her music but some people just can’t be reached indoctrinated by our superficial society thinking every celebrity should be a supermodel critics made snide comments about her being Richard’s chubby sister even though she wasn’t overweight and Richard was addicted to Quaaludes but even more important than the public was Karen’s own mother who worried of the public’s feelings more than her own daughter’s.
Karen felt pushed to lose weight so she hired a nutritionist who loaded her down with carbohydrates which obviously made her fatter crushing her faith in nutrition turning her towards unhealthy methods ...which worked...at first... but unfortunately it kept working and she refused to change, unlike her body.
Fans who once cheered for her now gasped when they saw her emaciated skeleton take the stage they thought she might’ve had cancer and were concerned about her weight but to her it was the same crowd telling her to lose weight now telling her to gain weight she was done hearing it and stuck in her ways.
Her friends were worried about her and pleaded for her to seek help but her mother’s profession was repression so Karen hid her depression while her mother told her psychiatrists were for crazy people.
Karen tried using a man to make her problems disappear and married Tom Burris two months after meeting him in 1980 he would verbally abuse her; calling her a bag of bones then he’d *** money off her; amounts up to $50,000 at a time needless to say the relationship was ill fated and they divorced in 1981.
Finally Karen’s friends convinced her to see a therapist who brought her family into a counseling session and urged them to tell Karen they love her of course Richard was willing to say so, they were always really close especially after Karen had helped him with his own addiction issues but Karen’s mother refused berating the therapist for using her first name; Agnes and informing him that wasn’t how their family did things.
Karen Carpenter passed away February 4, 1982 at the age of 32 she died from ipecac poisoning she used the substance to induce vomiting every day and it slowly dissolved her heart.
Richard was devastated.
There’s not much I can add I guess Karen’s story speaks for itself it just ****** me off critics jeer with impunity and without empathy they’re free to cajole great artists while having no value themselves driving artists away until we’re only left with negativity it makes me want to cut out all the demons’ razor sharp tongues before they get a taste of another angel’s wings but would that really protect those angels if they’re born to demons?