This posting just reminded me that Christine and Dennis Wilson were for a time a couple. I never saw Christine live on stage, but I for one prefer her vocals to those of her replacement in Fleetwood Mac.
Dennis was the first Rock 'n' Roll drummer I saw live (at the San Jose Civic Auditorium, in the summer of 1964). Many years later (1981) I met him at Blackies (a bar in the Venice Beach area in Los Angeles), near where he moored his houseboat (upon which he was living, and under which he drowned). His movie star good looks were by then fading, his face somewhat bloated from his alcohol intake.
Christine handled stardom with dignity, grace, and class. Thanks for the music, m'lady.