Soul Survivor

Had a Sunday plan to hang at the local library, not been there in years,
wanted to borrow an old and wellread version of Simone de Beauvoir's
All Men Are Mortal.

Keith of course is the big reader, the librarian.

And he's said to have extraordinary knowledge of
certain topics, a close feel of what he's read and
digested, a contrbutor as he spins his own tails on
the books he's spent time wth.

But instead of a visit to the library, I got caught up in
reading the classic UNCUT magazine's Keith Richards
60 year birthday special Soul Survivor.

Sure. What do you need to know? Keith answeers the interviewer in the open manner of his, sounding sincerly human and unafraid to speak from the heart. Indeed a "mortal man", as all of us, but
Keith doesn't seem to mind at all.

The aura of You can't accuse me of anything I haven't already confessed to is
libarating in itself, and certainly inspiring to pick up on in ones own way.
But being real isn't always as easy as faking it, then again who'd want to fake
anything in this life?

The Ultimate "Consumer Relationship"

How challenging can it be to follow Johnny Lang or the goddamn Spin Doctors?

So ask the Rolling Stones Liberation Front in a "fan protest" posted on 

ClassicRock Magazine. And this is before any Stones tour announcement 

has even been made, though it is of course eagerly anticipated with the 

50th anniversary and all.

In "six demands" to the Stones' way of touring, the protesters want to see a 

stripped down, "original" Stones line-up, the bare bones, no fuzz, fair ticket 

prices and no idiot celebs giving VIP services. For starters. 

A dedication like this is rare. It's a seldom passion for a sound, for a feel to it

and a history with it, honorering the Stones' importance in every line of the 

"protest" - however premature with no new tour officially announced yet :-)

The Prince of Dartford

I never stopped believing in your smile...

Celebrating Keith's birthday by feeling my heartstrings tightening...thanks!

A Style Finds You

You don't find a style...a style finds you, Keith has said.

And I was reminded of his words as I stumbled upon StyleLikeU
and got seduced to stay by the byline "Freedom of expression 
through personal style".

Always one to find true personal style fascinating, I often struggle
with the implied vanity of spending time on looking like myself.
That in contrast to me taking the time to be in touch with myself,
knowing and trusting myself, getting wiser on what makes me
a unique person.

As the young designer Yara Flinn points out:

It's nice to wear clothes that draw attention but if they say more 
about you than you are saying about you, it's pointless.

Some Girls

I really do hate seeing Keith in drag. Of whatever kind.

Luckily it looks like he hates it too. The man is the pure essence of

masculinity to me: Strong, kind, witty and charming. And with that
all encompassing presence in every riff left in him.

Keith is not "some girl" who's name you can't remember. He's not

about to blend in with the masses or bow down to a grinding
numbness.

As it's been said about Keith:

The man is a fully achieved realisation of the idea of the man.

Not Feelin' It

Committing major blog sin by not posting for ages! 

I am aware. It didn’t slip my mind. 

I just haven’t been in a blogging mood for a while,

nor have I had the time to do much about it. 

So I try to own my imperfections, just accept the flaws, live with my need for time off at times when others are groovin’ it online, and live well with it!

The main thing is to know yourself. 

In a transition of some sorts anyway. Don’t know much about the future,
but something’s got to click massively for me to find a new joy in the daily routines. 

Not the worst thing to happen anyways. 

Changes are as important as ambiguity, and just as annoying at times. 

Cocksucker Blues

The über famous film of the '72 Exile on Main St. Tour by Robert Frank is by far
one of the rarest opportunitites to dig into the juicy, sexy, raw 70's decadence
- or perhaps better put as a free-range, all-in exploration of living in exile.

The film is often ordered taken down the minute it get's posted, so for as long
as it's here, watch and absorb this plundering soul of the Stones rip it all apart.

Perhaps more disturbing to the Stones when they saw the finished product, 
however, was the degree to which Frank faithfully captured the loneliness 
and despair of life on the road. 
     
Mick Jagger reportedly told Frank, "It's a fucking good film, Robert, 
but if it shows in America we'll never be allowed in the country again."