The Rolling Stones Family: Brian Jones' Lonely Hearts Club

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On tour with the Everly Brothers tour in 1964: “Look at Brian stroking his chin. It was a bit of a poser, this, you know where the photographer said, ‘pretend to read the papers’. But at the same time you were in the papers and it was all new and you read everything. It was like some weird Wizard Of Oz thing, someone had swept you up and there you go! Most of what made the papers by then was on the level of ‘would you let your daughter marry a Rolling Stone?’ but all of that stuff created more interest in us. I’ve never knocked it. They called us every name under the sun, barely printable. We were vermin, basically, well that’s the way we felt anyway. They press had the white hat and the black hat, the goodie and the baddie. So there was The Beatles … and there was us!”

In a menswear store, Hollywood, 1964: "This is in Beau Gentry, the menswear store in Hollywood... the first time we’d gone for any major splurging. Actually I don’t know if we ever bought any of that stuff but we had a great time trying it on. We were trying to smarten ourselves up a bit at that point, so I’ve got this waistcoat and walking stick. It all went downhill after that..."

Outside the Hotel Astor, New York, 1964: "It was great, man. Things had been happening for a year or so in England and suddenly you’re in New York. You felt you’d died and gone to heaven. The energy of the place is just amazing. The kids were fascinated by us – they’d all had a taste of The Beatles so it was like, “oh look, there’s more!” – but the older generation, the real entrenched conservative American types, they didn’t take to us at all. They had to die out I think. It was the same thing as the English Press but with the American spin on it. If anything they were even more ­horrified than the English."

Filming a spoof of The Trials Of Oscar Wilde with Mick, 1967: “I can’t remember the gist of it but I know we were having fun at the time. It was a spoof of The Trials Of Oscar Wilde that we filmed in a church somewhere, me and Mick and Marianne, done to promote the single We Love You. It was about all we’d been through with the trial. We were fascinated by the courtrooms and the way it was all done, it was all new to me. Don’t know if it every came out, I know it’s in some archive somewhere ‘cos I’ve seen it. Jail itself? Well you’d rather leave it out. You’d rather not do it. I wasn’t there long enough to get into the drudgery of it. I was only in the Scrubs for a night and day, but long enough for me to make a few mates, just ordinary blokes who got nicked, who’d be tapping me on the shoulder when we were doing the walk in the circle in the yard. They actually did do that, just like in the movies.”

Playing cards on the tour plane, 1972: “It’s the 1972 tour, I can tell from that jacket with the Coke logo. And I had this blond streak in my hair. We’re on the Stones plane playing poker. I seem to be doing all right though you don’t know if I’m putting that money away or getting it out. It was all meant to be very debauched but actually most of the time was spent like this, sitting around killing time. The chick on my right used to work for us, name’s gone from my memory. The guy with the long blond hair is Jim Price who played horns with us along with Bobby Keys. The other guy’s a minder of some kind. We did 50 shows in over 30 cities. You never got used to it ‘cos every time you went on another tour, the stage had got bigger and the technology would be changing.”

With my dog Boogie outside the Coventry Theatre, 1971: “I was stuck with the dog that day and I had to go to work so I just thought I’d take him along with me. And got in all sorts of problems. I’d missed the train that everyone else had taken to the next gig so I had to take a flight but the airline wouldn’t let me on unless Boogie was in the hold. I wasn’t happy. But he did me a favour and was very well behaved. After Boogie I had a dog called Creole, then one called Syphilis in the ‘70s – Syph for short. He was a deerhound. Some farmer shot him. They do that.”

With Buddy Guy in Scorsese's Shine A Light film, 2006 “Onstage with Buddy Guy. It was a great gig. Great to work with Buddy again – and with Scorsese. Marrrteeeeen! I met Buddy 40 years ago and we’ve kept in touch ever since."

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Мик чуточку упомянул Брайана даже )

With fans in Manchester, 1966 I REMEMBER being in Manchester with these autograph girls, all holding their pens. We used to stay in The Midland, the railway hotel, so I guess it's outside there. Would have been set up by the Mirror's snapper, this. I've cut my hair quite short. Look at Brian's nice velvet jacket. Is that moustache working for Charlie? I don't really think so but it was very fashionable at the time this picture was taken.

Winging it at the Super Bowl, Detroit, 2006 A VERY hard gig, a very short window. They had to build the stage and we went on wagons pulled by hand. We did it live, which is crazy. You've got three numbers and it may or may not work. It's really hairy and it's definitely not for the faint-hearted. I don't think I'm giving away secrets when I say most people have a pre-recorded track. U2 had a track and Bono sang live over it. That Madonna one was really tricky, a little bit too complicated. She almost tripped up at one point. It was all very tense. Bruce Springsteen played it live - I don't think Bruce does backing tracks. I don't think anyone else has and I don't blame them. This is not a put-down. If I'd known how hard it would be, I'd have done it to a backing track.

Toasting release from jail, 1967 ME and Keith in the pub, doing a Mirror photo call after we got out of jail [Jagger for possession of amphetamine, Richards for letting cannabis be smoked on his property]. I got three months so was expecting to serve about two with good conduct but they put me in solitary 'cos they didn't want me involved with anyone else. It was horrible, really Victorian. It was cold with a concrete floor. There was a loo but it was primitive. They let me out after five days but I never asked Keith what his cell was like.

Beggar's banquet..and pie throwing, 1968 THIS was in a funny hotel in Kensington where they used to do medieval lunches for foreigners. Decca Records had been so horrible to us, so ghastly - not paying us, just awful. So we got them to pay for this promotional bash and intended to just do them over, basically. The idea was that we had these pies sent in at the end and we'd throw them at the record executives and the head of Decca, a ghastly fellow. My ally was Lord Harlech, who owned Harlech TV. He was a guest sitting with us. So we had this banquet - a Beggar's Banquet, get it? - and threw the pies at them and left. It made a great picture.

Newcastle City Hall, 1965 THERE she is! She's just jumped on stage! They used to run on at every gig - no security, maybe one bloke. They'd probably have a bet with each other - "I'm going to kiss Brian!" - and they'd run on. The security guy would go absolutely bananas and then all the guys would try and get on. There's me at the back going, "hey, wait a minute!" It happened every night. By around 1969, things started getting a bit more organised.

First photo shoot, Chelsea, 1963 THIS was the first photo session we did, when I was 19. We had a flat in World's End and wandered around the bad end of Chelsea, as it was known then, not far from where I live now. In fact, this picture was taken near the Cheyne Walk Brasserie, where I sometimes go for lunch. It was at low tide, so we're down on the river and the road's up above. I only had that one jacket - corduroy. I can still remember buying it!

Escaping the carousel, London Palladium, 1967 HERE'S me in my green velvet jacket made by Michael Rainey after Val Parnell's Sunday Night at the London Palladium. Look at my rings! There were only two or three TV channels then and everyone used to watch this variety show. We were trying to plug Ruby Tuesday and all the cast had to go on this carousel at the end and wave, and it looked naff. So, wanting to be cool, we did a runner. Sir Bruce Forsyth hosted it at one stage and they had a version of Beat the Clock at the end, which was a US quiz show. It was like having 15 minutes of Mastermind at the end. There'd always be a honeymoon couple on and Bruce would say: "Come back next week," and they'd say: "We can't 'cos we'll be on our honeymoon." He'd josh them about it - nudge, nudge - then say: "You won't be able to win the three-piece suite then."

On TV's Juke Box Jury, 1964 CHARLIE always hated things like this - though look at him here, looks like he's having a big laugh! We're all smoking. Bill always had a fag on. So what we had to do here was they gave us these great big clubs and asked if we could hold them up. We didn't get it, bit slow, why clubs? Oh, I see - the Stone Age! And we're the Rolling Stones! It was just awful. It was absurd the things people asked us to do. So we had a big argument and refused to hold their clubs up. God knows what records they played or what we said. I'm sure they've erased all these shows now.

Live on a lorry, New York, 1975 THIS was a stunt to promote our North American tour but we weren't in the right part of Fifth Avenue. When we asked permission to do it, we just thought we'd be up in the 50s streets - you know, where all the shops are - but it turned out we were downtown and there was nobody there apart from journalists. There we were, playing Brown Sugar on a flatbed truck.

Интересно-интересно, а я всегда думал, что это Кит на шашлыках где-то ))

Keith after house fire, 1973 I DON'T remember much about this fire as I wasn't even there. I have very little to say about Keith sitting in a pushchair! He's having a fag, he's got no clothes on... it looks like a junkyard. Why would you invite someone to take a picture like this? Oh, it's his house, isn't it? Redlands, after the fire? It's one of those. He quite regularly had fires, did Keith.

2glimmer twins:
Чарли на днях))))

Ну он прям как препод ))) Как будто бы сзади доска. Учитель архитектуры и дизайна - мистер Чарли Уотс ))

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