Seems Like A Freeze-Out
It seems to be December, and here we are with a full issue about the Rolling Stones, talking about such seemingly dated minutae as their summer tour and Exile on Main Street.
It seems to be December, and here we are with a full issue about the Rolling Stones, talking about such seemingly dated minutae as their summer tour and Exile on Main Street. What’s this?
Well, I said one day last July, there’s only so much Rolling Stones energy, ever, and I can’t see competing with Life. Indeed. I never could see competing with life.
Can you?
There’s more to it (there always is). The Rolling Stones, our peculiar form of rock-plasma, run heavily on everyone’s conscience even when they aren’t around. The Rolling Stones matter just as much now as they did in July and if nothing else, this issue is a reminder of that fact. It is, I think unfortunately, the central fact of rock’n’roll now. There’s one group, and only one, like ’em or not, that matters all the time.