A house that claimed his fame
A singer's Hancock Park home has all the amenities -- plus 19 naked David statues. He wishes his voice was as well known.
Miniature statues of Michelangelo's David curve along the front lawn of Norwood Young's home. (Mel Melcon / Los Angeles Times)
It has a pool, a sauna and a steam room.
A home theater with a bar.
Six bedrooms and six baths.
Nineteen Michelangelo's Davids lined up along the curve of its front lawn.
Like the statues? Keep them. Don't like them? Ditch them.
Norwood Young couldn't care less.
The House of Davids became a pop landmark almost the instant Young startled his sedate street by putting the white statues up on pedestals.
Fourteen years later, cars still slow as they pass. Double-decker tour buses lumber by so tourists can snap photos.
Young used to love turning heads -- lighting up the lawn, throwing over-the-top theme parties, dressing his naked giant slayers in long red Santa hats for Christmas and "Thriller" jackets in tribute to the late King of Pop.
But now he is done with the Davids, he says.
As long as the people who buy the house pay him, so be it if they strip it back to basic ranch.
"I wouldn't give a rat's behind what they did," says this man who has been singing professionally all his life and has grown tired of being known not for his voice but for his house.
When Young first set foot in the sprawling house on South Muirfield Road in the mid-1990s, he says, "Every room was pink, Pepto-Bismol pink. Every room. Carpets: pink. Walls: pink.
"Baby, that pink was gone in four days," he says, replaced by white.
"I would be silly to think that someone should even want to keep what my taste is.... It's practice what I preach, right? Stay in your lane. Mind your business."
Young is a fashion plate who, as a child, charted his school outfits so he wouldn't repeat. He has a dry cleaner's revolving numbered rack in his closet.
He loves decorating too. But for the first two years, he rented, which limited him to interior tweaks. Then he bought the house and tackled "the ugliest juniper trees," squeezed together where the lawn met the sidewalk. He had the trees chopped down.