Muddy was already up there with his band, killin’ it, when the Stones walked in. Noticed. They sat down, Jagger didn’t even try to be cool, goofy fucker. They didn’t all come in together.
Of course, I haven’t thought of this in decades, only those few times engaged in discussion of things related. But I am now, and what a glorious day!
So, it’s Father’s Day (2018) and we danced on the porch and Sunday so Babci
Fuck these guys. Just fuck them to oblivion with their casual defiance of doom and their ease.