| 5th November 2006 06:48 PM |
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| moy |
ROLLING BONES BREAK RECORDS AND HIPS IN WHAT FEELS LIKE THEIR FINAL FLING
By DAN AQUILANTE
An artist’s rendition of Keith Richards and Mick Jagger at last night’s Beacon gig.
November 2, 2006 -- THERE were plenty of jitters around the Rolling Stones campfire last night when the band readied to play their seventh New York gig in less than 18 months. The show was supposed to be played on Tuesday, but Mick Jagger - wrestling with his chronic laryngitis - had to postpone that one for a night.
No doubt filmmaker Martin Scorsese gnawed at his fingernails, too. He's filming the gigs for a documentary on the band a la his "The Last Waltz" - even though the Rolling Stones have always maintained they'll rock till they drop.
Still, even the most stalwart fan has entertained the notion he had to get a ticket and go to the show and see the Stones one more time, because every show might be their last.
Sure Mick, 63, looks physically buff (despite the leathery skin), but he's had his share of vocal problems recently. Besides the Beacon show, he ditched another gig in Atlantic City last week, and had a number of other cancellations over the course of the tour.
Drummer Charlie Watts has battled throat cancer and is a survivor, and Keith Richards spent part of the year in a coma, near death, after cracking his coconut open when he fell out of the palm tree he was climbing.
Scorsese's gut feeling to capture the band now, while it's still intact and relevant, is right on. The Stones' accomplishments on "A Bigger Bang" tour demand it. And adding fuel to speculation that this is the group's last big hurrah is how big it is - perhaps the biggest-selling concert tour of all time.
Two years ago, before a note was played or the accompanying album to the "A Bigger Bang" tour was released, I cornered Jagger at the Juilliard School of Music and asked "Mick, how much money is this tour gonna make?"
The wiry, freeze-dried singer and graduate of the London School of Economics harrumphed and stuttered at the incredible crassness of the question before Richards, his partner and guitarist, came to his pal's rescue.
With his dopey, but lovable pirate grin, Keith eyeballed me as if I were the village idiot and said, pausing between the words: "We're goin' to make millions and millions of dollars."
How many millions and millions of dollars? |
| 5th November 2006 06:50 PM |
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| MrPleasant |
Lots of millions and millions of dollars. |
| 5th November 2006 08:29 PM |
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| Soldatti |
quote:
moy wrote:
How many millions and millions of dollars?
About 500 |
| 5th November 2006 10:42 PM |
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| Brainbell Jangler |
Memo to Dan Aquilante: You ARE the village idiot. |
| 5th November 2006 11:15 PM |
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| JuanTCB |
Dan Aquilante is a hack of the highest order.
His idea of the pinnacle of rock is Clapton/Sting double bill. |
| 6th November 2006 09:42 AM |
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| FotiniD |
quote:
moy wrote:
...and Keith Richards spent part of the year in a coma, near death, after cracking his coconut open when he fell out of the palm tree he was climbing.
A coma? We must have missed this one  |
| 6th November 2006 09:58 AM |
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| GotToRollMe |
The Post has always been a rag...amusing at times, but a rag nonetheless. And this is not even amusing. |
