Keith Richards, a rat?
>Okay, maybe it’s just me, but who isn’t just a little bummed to hear that Keith Richards is now breaking bad on band mate Mick Jagger in his autobiography, “Keith Richards; Life“?
My wife picked up a copy last weekend and, as I skimmed through it over a burger, I found myself recoiling, and often – aghast and unable to read on through the mud – skipping ahead instead for more mundane tales of rock.
See, Keith was always ‘the man’; the band. The guy who kept the code and all the stuff that didn’t matter close to the vest, at least publicly. The mad man who made the Stones keep Rolling!!
But now, apparently, the gloves are off. I guess it fits in the sense that Keith may get the last laugh, but reading some of it made me feel I was learning something I wish I hadn’t.
I never thought Keith would play the rat in a late chapter like this and ultimately cave-in to the urge to set the record straight. We count on him to let the well-mossed chips fall where they may, as he had always done – to keep the Stones in a happy, very rocking place.
Perhaps it’s just as Keith once explained after swinging his proverbial axe at a fan who had gotten on stage at the end of a Tattoo You tour show: “Come on my turf, n’ I’ll chop you down”
At least he’s going out swinging but I would suggest he leave the bitching to Mick. You watch, now they’ll record their best record since Some Girls.
Go gettem’ Keef!!