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...that after all this time, the brimstone is dying out. The Stones, as ever, are looking to stun and outrage. But whether they are singing little anthems to S-M (When the Whip Comes Down), deflating stereotypes (Some Girls) or giving the finger-pop to overbearing paramours (Beast of Burden), they seem less fierce than jaded. The songs, the attitudes are meant to have some savor of the streets. Instead, they often sound too much like café society for anyone's comfort but the Stones...
Borrowed from a Lombard farm by an Italian artist named Antonio Paradiso, the beast, a massive bull named Pinco, stood ruminating in a corral in front of the Italian pavilion. The other half of Paradiso's artwork was a mucca finta, a fake cow, a four-wheeled chassis draped in a cowskin. It was to be wheeled into the pen, the deceived bull would mount it, and the results-as the Biennale catalogue noted, with the usual clarity of Italian art criticism-would touch "the central core of the present evolutionary-involutionary crisis." Finding the proposed event "degrading" (degrading...
...Beast of Burden," which opens the second side, also explores Jagger's ambiguous stance towards women in a song which is perhaps the prettiest on the album. Over a shimmering reggae-flavored guitar work, Jagger sings, "I'll never be your beast of burden," at the start of the song, gradually building up the energy and tensions through the chorus, "Am I hard enough, Am I rough enough, Am I rich enough?" until he sings at the end, "I don't need no beast of burden...all I want is for you to make love to me." Jagger doesn...
Recalls L.B.J. Crony Jim Rowe: "He was rough and he was tough and he was ambitious as hell." Says Jack Valenti, a former Johnson aide: "Joe recognized that the Government is a great shaggy beast that sometimes hunkers down in the middle of the roadway. You have to kick it in the ass once in a while or it gets lethargic...
Bieber and Jacobs typically bought cheap, bad-legged nags at claiming races-events in which any horse entered can be claimed for a predetermined price. Then Jacobs, using a combination of home remedies and equine psychoanalysis, would turn the beast into a champion. If, for instance, Jacobs thought a horse simply needed peace and quiet, he would remove him to a dark, remote stall. If a horse wouldn't eat, Jacobs would move him next door to a horse that ate like one, chop a hole in the wall so the hunger striker would observe the mad gluttony...