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...ride into another, undifferentiated wave of sound coming at the stage from the hall -the noise of thousands of kids in vicarious heat. Where these two walls of energy meet, above the stage and its blindly waving fringe of teeny-bopper arms, they precipitate a form. It is Mick Jagger, Jumpin' Jack Flash in person, laced into a white rhinestone-studded jumpsuit and painted like a Babylonian hooker, back-lighted by amber spots and front-lighted by a Mylar mirror the size of a movie screen slung from the roof trusses, belting into the chorus...
Finally we were at Winterland. Jagger appeared and it was a shock; he looked frail and innocent for a man of 28 trailing a history of fights, drug busts and death. Pouty child in glittery eye makeup, strutting and singing, posturing like a crane with his skeletal legs draped in clinging white jersey pants, squeaking around on little white sneakers. Jagger is half the show; the tight, excellent rock 'n' roll of the augmented quartet behind him is easy to miss if you get mesmerized...
...songs roll on, Jagger wiggles his flanks in Guitarist Keith Richard's face. Singing the frantic Gimmie Shelter, Jagger stands fey in the middle of it, bouncing time with one scarecrow leg, left hand inverted on his hip like an artist balancing before his easel. For Tumbling Dice, he strips off his denim jacket to reveal a sheer white jersey shirt that matches the clinging pants. And then Mick dances around Bassist Bill Wyman standing stiff and still in his new suit, sips on a Coors between choruses, trades vocal lines with Richard...
...from each other. The standouts are "Shake Your Hips," a Slim Harpo tune that the Stones do in a version a little slower than, (but otherwise identical to) the original; and "Tumbling Dice," the single, which is nice enough but hardly up to the standard of most Stones 45s. Jagger's voice is mixed down so low on this whole side that the lyrics are completely unintelligible...
...clearly, for all his fuckups, Mick Jagger has a better sense of what's really going on than the English and Physics Departments put together. Among the fantasies that have kept me amused through many a drowsy lecture is the image of capturing the whole Faculty of Arts end Sciences in Burr B and making them listen to the entirety of the Stones' output from England's Newest Hitmakers on, at top volume, just to see if any of them catch on. The Stones would be particularly appropriate for such an action because, unlike the late lamented Beatles, they have...