"If I start to think what they want to hear, then I say I'm out of here. The only time people have liked my stuff is when I've done it because I like it." - Keith Richards
9/8/11
Writer Of The Year
No one else can tell it quite like Keith can!
"Life" is every bit as mind blowing remarkebly as it possible could be. Every page feels like it's written in blood, Keith's pumping, loving, witty blood that is.
"Life" turned into a film, I don't know about.
The idea sounds sort of absurd.
Who could ever, just for an hour or two, play Keith?
But before getting ahead of myself in my doubts, Keith has answered it for me:
There are feelers out at the minute [but] I’m in no rush right at the moment.
Also, how are they going to find me? The idea of a succession of Keith Richards
coming down is horrifying.
Labels:
creativity,
gentlemen,
Life,
wasted
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