BLAME IT ON THE STONES

IT'S ROLLING STONES WEEK HERE AT GONZO DAILY


I first became aware of the Rolling Stones in the spring of 1976. I was sixteen,was in emotional and hormonal confusion over my first girlfriend, and I heard Fool to Cry on the rather crappy transistor radio that I slung over the handlebars of my bicycle on which I rode around the country lanes looking for butterflies and hoping to bump into my inamorata. 

I had heard the band before, of course, but I had not been aware of them as a cultural phenomenon before then. 

OK this might not be as groovy a story as someone who first heard Satisfaction in Swinging London in 1965, as I an sure that Michael Des Barres did, or someone who saw them at Altamont as I know that various members of Jefferson Starship did, but it is where my thirty five year live affair with the band began.

That Easter, just as my aforementioned inamorata kicked me into touch, one of the Radio One Disc Jockeys did a Rolling Stones Week playing all their singles from Cone On to Fool to Cry in chronological order, and it was a week that changed my life. Now, as I have written over again in these pages, although The Gonzo Daily is mostly about music related to Gonzo Multimedia, I also cover stuff that I find interesting,and since 1976 I have found The Rolling Stones completely bloody fascinating. In recent weeks I have received a fascinating Rolling Stones documentary DVD from those jolly nice people at Chrome Dreams, and also the 50th anniversary coffee table tome from the band themselves. So I will be taking a leaf out of the book first writ by whoever the DJ was all those years ago, and this week will be Rolling Stones week here at the Gonzo Daily. Why? Cos I an the editor and I have had a horrible week, and this seems like a reasonably good idea.