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Erich Kuersten

Beautiful post! You captured the hard-to-pinpoint longing at the core of the song and as with all your best writing, each sentence flows with rich biographical detail and strong personal connection. And the pictures are great. It's all about Anita.

Maxim de Winter

It's a song that doesn't get old. That's Memphis underground legend Jim Dickinson sitting next to Keith, nodding away - he came to the session as a rubbernecker, and was drafted in to play piano, allegedly because regular Stones pianist/sideman/minder Ian Stewart refused to play minor chords. The story is chronicled in Stanley Booth's magisterial The True Adventures of the Rolling Stones.

Dave Dagraedt

Wow is all I can say. I just watched Road House and listened to the commentary. I am a fan of Eddie's commentaries and the two of you together were as entertaing as the movie itself. So Kim is not only a Film Noir affectionado but appreciates the Stones too! Where was this gal when I was single?

Mr. Sunshine

It's interesting that the version of "Wild Horses" that plays with the film clip at the end of your article doesn't yet have Keith Richard's bluesy electric-guitar lead that the released version eventually acquired; this makes it still a work-in-progress.


I thought I posted this before, but I'll try again. Ever noticed the similarities in sound between "Wild Horses" and "Tangerine"? I'll bet it was at least a subconscious influence. Ditto "It's Only Rock 'n' Roll" and T. Rex. Jagger is a fan of what's happening at the moment.

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