Come on let the good times roll

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< ------- Happy Happy Birthday Mick !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What a drag it is getting old.......



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Happy Birthday, Mick!  May God bless You ! :) https://a.radikal.ru/a22/1804/72/d6408635056c.gif
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On the occasion of his 75th, a feverish paean to Jagger as gender-bending-dervish-black-arts-magician over at The SydArthur Festival. I like the idea of Mick being "a figure worth reclaiming," mythologically speaking. He and his cohort, via the simple act of surviving have managed to bury his true legacy under nearly 50 years of well-paid rock-n-roll buffonery:

"Rock’n’roll’s ultimate lead singer takes his rightful place in the SydArthur Festival as the High Magician who dealt directly in duende. Duende: the arcane, elusive spirit-muse of evocation, that “mysterious power that everyone feels but no philosopher can explain,” as Federico García Lorca would have it. The artist possesses it, but – perhaps even more so – he is possessed by it. Mick Jagger summoned it, battled with it, merged with it and, as a consequence, re-paganised the West. This strutting, sashaying, seductive, provocative, confrontational, vulgar and slightly diabolical femmie peacock stirred in a public just barely getting used to the be-suited and hand-holding Beatles something heathen, visceral and ecstatic. His wanton movements, his subversive subject matter, and the boundary-pushing way he dared to look – this was the deliberate self-creation of nothing less than a Sexual Revolutionary. What could have been more terrifying to the older generation than this big-lipped girlie-looking man demanding Satisfaction? We can in no way underestimate the effect of Jagger’s one-man revolution – for the fire that he started was downright Promethean.

Let’s put Mick Jagger in his mythological place. Like Odin’s requests for knowledge in the tomb of the Grandma, Jagger went directly to the Ur-source for his own sacred information: he demanded of Tina Turner that she teach him to dance like a black woman. Everyone laughed, but still he persisted until it was mastered. And this ritualistic dance would become his incantation – Jagger the incubus, the conjurer, casting his intimate spell over arena-sized audiences. He was the first white rock’n’roller to invoke the Devil as a muse: urged on by his Fates Marianne Faithfull and Anita Pallenberg, Mick Jagger became the whirling dervish aiming to incite a frenzy. This is duende in it its purest form.

Pay no mind to what a twat he is nowadays. Who in their right mind looks to rock’n’rollers for nice heroes? And who can expect to drink from the cup of life without spilling a drop? Mick Jagger is verily a figure worth reclaiming. This Sacred Kleptomaniac culled from black people, women and gays. He looked to the underdogs of society, demanded to legitimise them and made them worthy of admiration and imitation. He was righteous enough to see it, and canny and transgressive enough to do it."

StrongBeach wrote on Jul 26^th, 2018 at 3:38pm:

On the occasion of his 75th, a feverish paean to Jagger as gender-bending-dervish-black-arts-magician over at The SydArthur Festival. I like the idea of Mick being "a figure worth reclaiming," mythologically speaking. He and his cohort, via the simple act of surviving have managed to bury his true legacy under nearly 50 years of well-paid rock-n-roll buffonery: "Rock’n’roll’s ultimate lead singer takes his rightful place in the SydArthur Festival as the High Magician who dealt directly in duende. Duende: the arcane, elusive spirit-muse of evocation, that “mysterious power that everyone feels but no philosopher can explain,” as Federico García Lorca would have it. The artist possesses it, but – perhaps even more so – he is possessed by it. Mick Jagger summoned it, battled with it, merged with it and, as a consequence, re-paganised the West. This strutting, sashaying, seductive, provocative, confrontational, vulgar and slightly diabolical femmie peacock stirred in a public just barely getting used to the be-suited and hand-holding Beatles something heathen, visceral and ecstatic. His wanton movements, his subversive subject matter, and the boundary-pushing way he dared to look – this was the deliberate self-creation of nothing less than a Sexual Revolutionary. What could have been more terrifying to the older generation than this big-lipped girlie-looking man demanding Satisfaction? We can in no way underestimate the effect of Jagger’s one-man revolution – for the fire that he started was downright Promethean. Let’s put Mick Jagger in his mythological place. Like Odin’s requests for knowledge in the tomb of the Grandma, Jagger went directly to the Ur-source for his own sacred information: he demanded of Tina Turner that she teach him to dance like a black woman. Everyone laughed, but still he persisted until it was mastered. And this ritualistic dance would become his incantation – Jagger the incubus, the conjurer, casting his intimate spell over arena-sized audiences. He was the first white rock’n’roller to invoke the Devil as a muse: urged on by his Fates Marianne Faithfull and Anita Pallenberg, Mick Jagger became the whirling dervish aiming to incite a frenzy. This is duende in it its purest form. Pay no mind to what a twat he is nowadays. Who in their right mind looks to rock’n’rollers for nice heroes? And who can expect to drink from the cup of life without spilling a drop? Mick Jagger is verily a figure worth reclaiming. This Sacred Kleptomaniac culled from black people, women and gays. He looked to the underdogs of society, demanded to legitimise them and made them worthy of admiration and imitation. He was righteous enough to see it, and canny and transgressive enough to do it."

okay

FFS get a vasectomy already...you dont have to stop fucking...just stop knocking up the broads...

and Happy Birthday https://edge.alluremedia.com.au/m/l/2014/08/shutterstock_129966233.jpg

;D

A header for Mick in his 75th, irreverent as Rocks Off and as you are

http://www.rocksoff.org/h5-mickssize.jpg

seventy five and counting! rock on you old bastard!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDP9xKporMo

Mick Jagger's 75th birthday: Rolling Stones rocker poses with his four sons to ring in milestone day... yet baby Deveraux, 1, is less than pleased





https://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/newpix/2018/07/27/16/4E9EBD5B00000578-5999429-His_boys_Rolling_Stones_legend_Mick_Jagger_was_sure_to_celebrate-a-54_1532704866193.jpg


http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-5999429/Mick-Jaggers-75th-birthday-Rolling-Stones-rocker-poses-four-sons-ring-big-day.html

ANother irreverent header for the birthday's boy

http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y28/gliedo/h8-micklisaandmicky_zps7680b6de.jpg

The boy on far right is Lorenzo, half brother of Lucas, so no... you B&B it's not another bastard son

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEOjV3Q4OJE 60 years ago

Say You Will, Say You Will, Say You Will Be Mi-I-I-I-ne

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hm-SVc3tiSQ


Even more importantly though, what is the painting behind the troupe of geezers? Is it a designer hotel room's oil-on-canvas, or something gushing & slushing at home?

Happy days.

Happy Birthday Mick!

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Jeep wrote on Jul 29^th, 2018 at 10:28am:

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Great job !

Edith Grove wrote on Jul 29^th, 2018 at 11:39am:

Great job !

Thanks, but I've just made a gif from a video available on Youtube.  ;)