Last time I wrote about the Rolling Stones, it was because I won a record in a lottery. Now I don’t have that excuse. I’m sorry for having another one, and not liking the band. When I bought it, I suppose I was buying a lot of records like this. Trying to catchup my lacking knowledge about popular music.
I was deluded. I still don’t like the Stones. Sure, they probably made a few nice songs, and are of course incredible coke fuelled geniuses. I also still don’t get the noise about the Beatles. There, my confession.