Growing Old Disgracefully
The Rolling Stones are clearly role models for my generation. Good grief, that was some kick-ass half-time show. Kinda makes me want to vow to go kicking and screaming into old age. Gnarly and energetic, and clearly loving what they do - much better than those golden seniors you see in the AARP ads, if you ask me. That's the way I wanna do it.
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Generational perspective indeed, and not something I'll expect you to understand until you've been there, done that, I suppose.
I have no quibble with your assessment of their place in today's scence - there is certainly no place less rock and roll than the Super Bowl, and I won't argue that they lost their musical relevance a long time ago.
But - and here's the part you won't get for a while yet - there's something rather life-affirming about them. A lot of the reflections of the current 'me' (or perhaps the 'soon to become me' in terms of actual years) I see in the media are none too positive - those senior citizens doing gentle tai chi in the Depends ads, for example, or the folks hawking cheap life insurance to the over-55 crowd - and on the other hand, we have the Stones - they're vital, they're in good shape, and they're not afraid to strut it. I hope they don't take your advice (and Dad never looked like that dancing around the living room, I swear).
And to close, I'll remind you that they were the very first band that I saw perform live, when I was just a wee tot (okay, I was 14 or 15), and there's something nice about the fact that we're all still around and doing whatever it is we do, which is another thing I don't expect you to get for another couple of decades.
Hi Lisa-
I just wanted to say "hi". I live in Austin, Texas.
Lisa D. McKay
mckay4now@earthlink.net
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