half way through ‘life’
beatles or stones?
i would say beatles every time. even though i always considered myself a pretty big stones fan, i never put nearly the amount of effort into reading books about or listening to them as i have with them liverpool boys. this i believe will soon change, thanks to keith richards’ life.
i like keith. i like him a lot.
i am finding him incredibly relatable. and that is something i was honestly not expecting. at all. there’s no pretension about him. everything he speaks about seems so honest, genuine, just the truth as he saw and remembered it. out of every auto/biography i have read this one i really got, connected with. for instance; clapton, eh not so much, wasn’t much there for me to grab onto and i think i expected a lot more out of the book. patti boyd, i like her, but she came across to me as pretty dumb and i didn’t see why/how she was in with such amazing talents, she didn’t seem the type; guess beauty wins.
drug talk. now i have never had the urge to do heroin or anything of that caliber. still don’t. but how keith talks about his drug use, at least the beginning of it, somehow it makes perfect sense. the way it fits into his book is perfect, as something that is just always around and apart of him. not necessarily in the foreground but obviously “fueling” much of his life. and i find myself nodding my head in an almost understanding sense, as if he’s talking about things as benign as alcohol and weed.
i’m just really loving him.
keith richards, i think we could be friends.
