A half century ago yesterday, the Rolling Stones played their first-ever live gig.
A few years later — still so young — they sang, “What a drag it is getting old…”
A few years after that — in their “call me Lucifer” days — I could never imagine that Keith Richards would get so much satisfaction, spending so many nights together, just up the road in Weston.
Sure, you can’t always get what you want. But time has definitely been on Keith’s side.
Here’s to 50 more great years. It’s only rock ‘n’ roll, but I like it.
And I love your white Rolls.