The Rolling Stones as The Cadavars

©ourtesy of ME

richards and mick“Wha Happun Lucy?”

Ya know, I think I’ll pass on Tea with Keith & Mick. Honestly, I don’t think the crumpets will stay down after a gulp of these pusses. Did they really have to let this happen or has Life really just been a Bitch? Question is, how do they manage, still, getting up on a stage and performing or should I say, de-forfming. What is that all about? So many questions and from the looks of things, not much time for answers. The Honorable GRACE SLICK said it best many moons ago: “Nobody and I mean NOBODY wants to see a bunch of Rockers on stage at 70 in tight leather pants,  unbuttoned shirts amongst the key lights, still trying to carry a tune & rattle their bones. It’s embarrassing,  frightening & painful”.  Mostly for the audience. Obviously these guys don’t get it. And ya’ know. I think Miss Slick had the right idea. Leave when you at the TOP. Truth be told. There’s got to be more interesting things to do in life as Grandparents rather than humiliating yourself on a stage. This vision we the Public must endure ever so often, is getting a wee  bit like a “Nightmare Circus on a Pirate Ship”. STOP it MICK, STOP it KEITH, PEL-LEZZE. Just Say NO the next time they ask you for another World Tour. And I beg you, NO more PR photos. This shit ain’t pretty Babe! I’m done.

GW1001_Keith_RICHARDSMick Jagger in 1967


One thought on “The Rolling Stones as The Cadavars

  1. True true. I bought the Steele Wheels album as a tween in 1989. I had grown up listening to their early stuff and was super excited. What a let down. Haven’t paid any attention since.


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