Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

10/12/11

Brass Balls


I've got to call Clint Eastwood, I think, and ask him how he displays his balls.


Count on Keith to lighten the spirit of my day, at any time. Thank you.

But as the man always shows, it's not all about balls, but of
head & heart & balls. The three go together through life.

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.

8/29/11

Reality Is Stranger Than Fiction

It's been a while since hotness was the Anita Pallenberg's of this world.

Anita came out of an artistic world, and she had quite a bit of talent herself - she was certainly a lover of art and pally with its contemporary practioners and wrapped up in the pop art world. 

So Keith describes her in "Life", generally in the sweetest, gentlest way, though he makes no secret of her being a wild woman, passionate to the core and when drugged-up even being a complete asshole, "Hitler".

Anita had rage whether there was dope or not, but if there was no dope she'd go crazy.

As far as I know, the Jersey Shore chicks pictured above are usually drunk.
And we're not talking "elegantly wasted", but hammered, loud & vulgar kind of drunk.
I fail to see the value of their tv-existence, and to me the whole concept is one big
waste of time.

You can't turn tv into "a reality", and if you try, you'll end up watching posers,
out to pretend the filter is gone, and this is who they are. It's not only less interesting
than real life to me, it's a perverted version of being present and "real" as a person.

6/9/11

I Haven't Forgotten Any Of It

"There have been numerous books written about the Rolling Stones or individual members of the band, but "Life" is the biggest seller of them all them all" it says of "Life" being released as paperback.

Good thing too, since my first hard copy is all doodled up + you wanna bring the man and his words withya!

And now Keith's again been honoured for this masterpiece of a bestseller.

"Life" took home the award for Outstanding Literary Achievement at the Spike's Guy's Choice Awards - even a hit with the critics!

And literary outstanding is Keith's telling, and so is his memory. "This is the Life. Believe it or not I haven't forgotten any of it." as the quote goes on the back of the book. And I believe Keith.

Boston Globe said in their review:
"Unlike a slew of recent authors whose phonied-up "memoirs’’ belied lives that actually weren’t too eventful, Richards is the real thing; his drug binges, brushes with the law, and public feuds with Rolling Stones singer Mick Jagger are all a matter of public record.".