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Something between the glimmer twins was festering throughout the
the American leg of the 1981 tour and with the firing of Jane Rose, Stones
long time executive secretary,
it boiled over into a mental hop scotch
chess match between the glimmer twins
“ Keith,had immediately hired her to look after his affairs as his manager.”
Pissing Mick off   “ This made Mick crazy and the more authority
Keith gave Jane the angrier Mick became.”
“The Rolling Stones’ “private” jam session at Sir Morgan’s Cove
was supposed to be just that —
private — and also secret, with the Stones attempting to pass incognito
as the Cockroaches.
But as the nature of the business would have it, there was a leak.
It occurred early in the day Monday after weeks of rumors.
And before the day was over, the local media would
claim that “history has been made in Worcester”

Good morning South Philly pretzel munchers cheese steak much?”

The top 40 radio station blurring out “ ALL STONES ALL DAY “ bam boom crack
morning drive time “Satisfaction. ” Album oriented rock was sinking it’s frequency
with cuts from “ Tattoo You “ the college station was spinning the long,
long, long version
of “Slave.”

That morning my little rock n’ roller
cooked me up some eggs
Then she made some tea, kissed me on the cheek
And I turned on her TV

But my ear was riveted to the announcement coming from the radio
It was loud and clear “500 Rolling Stones tickets will go on sale this
morning 10 am at the JFK box office!” I shouted “Start Me Up!” Getting a ticket
would be a monumental feat difficult especially since it was only
the second show on the tour but
I was determined.

I hopped the A train
The talk was ‘bout tours, as Bill Taylor, a writer for the Philadelphia
Journal, would note
in a piece appearing the morning of the second show “
When the Stones come out from under their rock and hit
the touring trail- a phenomenon that happens regular as
clockwork every three years- what they do is something
which transcends mere music,”
I climb out exit JFK box office what a dump! All bleacher seating, worst
restrooms ever.

Mick Jagger held a press conference
announcing the tour a few weeks back
Yes it’s all coming back now the rolling Stones concert

3 years ago Mick was dodging foot wear. I wonder
what we’re gonna heave over
our shoulders
and onto the stage this year?

Maybe we'll get baptize.

Finally got my ticket now I was like everybody else
Break out the I Ching and drop that pickles down the hole- just then the
gates opened I was walking and chafing into the vast JFK stadium looking for
my seat thinking The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time. – Shakespeare page 39.
I detected the el supreme-o and the top of the stair where all the poor
folks are sitting

I dashed to the field nestled between center right  Keith’s side the
stage I was in hog heaven, it was gonna be a long wait. Most of the people
were stuck in traffic jammed subway door lines


This the Skylord  in a black limousine with the Traffic report if you’re
in the vicinity of the Rolling Stones
concert tonight and you are in your car
wondering why you’re not moving blame it on the Stones

The Stones are in town and everybody slowing down to take a look.

Traffic congested in every direction everybody trying to get
in the parking lot, oddly enough the parking lot is still empty
plenty of parking once you get here.


Traffic news twitter  flash : NYPD APB

people dress in plastic bags directing traffic.

Little red roster lost his way  on the streets of love traffic
backed up The North bound intersection
Eastbound I-95  A collision on south bond 405 oil tanker truck leaking,
spun out and now a fresh
layer of oil glossing over the divider lane north bound motorist
breaking out the lawn chair sucking
up the mess ejoying the oilgasm


People strarting  to  worry about their great grandchildren
living ten miles beneath the ground
they worry about their whole existence The whole damn thing's in doubt>

We got millions unemployed Some kids can't write
Some kids can't read Some kids are hungry
Some overeat this  weekend.

Mick Jagger once wrote : You can follow the road to the mountain
Or the track leading down to the beach
You can go where your life go left or go right
It's you in the driver's seat.” that’s not necessarily true right now on
east bound 91 pass the bridges to Babylon motorist are leaving
their vehicles throwing away the keys and
punting !  East bound 91 backed up for miles, nothing
but brakes lights flashes as far as the eye can see.

traffic like a train  wreck in middle of  traffic jam  motorist slowing down  
westbound  210   inland Empire
added congestion due to the huge event, the Stones.

Downtown, Broad St. bumper to bumper frenzy, the surface streets looks
like stuff arteries there’s a steel guitar engagement
with all their faded junkies too people in cars trying to buy
stones tickets on the corner of West 8th Street and 6th Avenue .
Down fifty-third street they're spitting on face value tickets Yeah,
some called me garbage
When I was sleeping on the street I never roll And I never cheat
I'm filling a need I'm plugging a hole. The Subway filled with Stones
Pick pocket picketers waiting on the A-train to get to The show,
Let it rock!

They opened the set with a classic and
rolled into a rocker

Listen to my heart go bumpitybump ...



I said  Hey!!! Mona...I said yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah!

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The Stones  did Broad St
They packed up the jet and  rolled out west


“But they’ve already left for another city. Movement is almost an illusion on the tour.
It gives the appearance of change where there is, in fact, little change."

They’ll play in nearly identical concrete football stadiums through out the
country in nearly identical   suburbs to nearly identical white,

middle-class audience, who’ll respond at nearly identical points in the show

Denver might just as well be Detroit.
Canada is now Dallas.
Mick says when the tour’s all over, he forgets about it completely."
This was Mick after reading me boook

Thanks for posting.. uhhh huuhhhh ohhh yeaaahhhhh

From a fan  "I first saw them in the 80s in Seattle.
Tattoo You had been released and I was about 11.
I told all my friends at school that I was going
to see The Rolling Stones. They had no clue.


My older sister and I hopped aboard the bus to Seattle
after spending a lot of time
and effort getting tickets. It's like playing the freakin' stock market.
Tickets go on sale and BANG!
You have about 22 minutes to purchase your tickets.
So we were on our way to Seattle

and my sister stands
in front of the whole crowd and said: "If anyone has pot or alcohol on them,
you better ditch it now 'cause my mom will kill me if my little sister
is exposed to it, or gets stopped at the border…"

She meant business.
We were on our way to see Mick and nothing, and I mean NOTHING,
would stop us. Of course, the show was FREAKIN' fantastic.
I don't even have to explain.
came home and told my mom I loved Mick Jagger and
my memorabilia collection expanded into space.
I bought every book, poster, picture,
record -- you name it. I think I have entered every
single contest andpromotion related to the Stones."

What are they all looking at ?   Except Ronnie, looks like he's missing out.

Edith Grove wrote on Jul 8^th, 2010 at 9:15pm:

Hi Edith Grove i don't really know There's a thread on IORR about
that photo that's were I lifted it from.

This is awesome. Nice comments really enjoying this. Home alone tonight drinking beers and staying stoned. Reading this thread and blasting "Keith where's the party"

Peter Goddard  excerpt from “The Rolling Stones The Last Tour”
Mick Jagger   tells his story: So I was in restaurant one night , a nice one in NY
and there was a family at the next table . No one was paying any attention to anyone
else but then I heard-I couldn’t help it- the kid ask his father something. He wanted
to know which band was better, the Beatles or the Rolling Stones. ‘Well, I don’t know.”
Says the father. ‘Why don’t you ask him?' meaning me.
It made me feel like something out of history.”


Mother recalls young Mick on a seaside holiday, gleefully
kicking other children’s sand castles
his partner in crime Keith once ear piercing in june 1969 after “
about 15 mandrax by  a jewler
who used a sewing needle and ice to calm keith down .
His extracurricular activities is collecting guns and knives
His drummer collects Civil War memorabiliatoy soilders and
Aribain horses

Their lead gitar' is bleedy insane ruanty
bird haired  man boy. Rock Journalist Tiimothy White“his hair was spiky.
His wrists were bangly,his legs were spindly and knocke-kneed
as if he perpetually needed to pee. the bass player member
of the Royal Horticultural Society is a cradlle rocker
never mentioned in The Andy Warhol Diaries.

Copsnrobbers wrote on Jul 9^th, 2010 at 8:21pm:


Friggin' boilin'