The Rolling Stones are an institution. A bunch of middle class guys who love art, jazz and Blues and kick ass playing some of the meanest Rock ‘n’ Roll invented.
They started out as the archetypal rebels – now Mick hangs out with aristocracy but Keith is still Keith. It’s an act he’s good at.
I’ve seen them live a few times and they really ROCK.
If you’re going to kick authority in the teeth, you might as well use two feet.
Authority and the establishment need a good kicking to shake them up. Their response seems to be to absorb you into hierarchy. The rebels end up in museums and being studied in university courses.
I’ve never had a problem with drugs. I’ve had problems with the police.
One has to laugh. But it does bring into question the whole attitude of society to drugs.
If you don’t know the blues… there’s no point in picking up the guitar and playing rock and roll or any other form of popular music.
It all came out of that Blues mess and that is the music I always go back to. I never get bored with it.
It’s great to be here. It’s great to be anywhere.
Isn’t it just? Who’d have thought? When I was eighteen I wanted to burn like the sun. I never dreamt that I would still be around nearly fifty years later! What a universe to be born into! Ain’t life grand?
The only things Mick and I disagree about is the band, the music and what we do.
But they sure do have a chemistry!