There's a song by Niall Horan titled ''Put a little love on me''. And there's a line in that song ''I look around as my heart is collapsing, 'cause you're the only one I need, to put a little love on me.'' I thought that was beautiful. The way it's sung with emotion, the words...I'm not a fan of his music, but when a song is good...I can admit that even if it is by Justin Bieber. Ha no not really, him never, though let's be serious we all got our guilty pleasures and that's okay. All I'm saying ''Put a little love on me'' is a beautiful song, I listened to it on my headphones on reply along with Styles' ''Falling'' in the middle of the night and honestly it took a little strength to keep the tears at bay. Not because of the songs but because of the emotions they brought up. Isn't that what good music is supposed to do? Make you feel…
Don't worry though, this week it's business as usual,
with an album that someone I love very much loves most. We're both huge fans of
this band and this album so here goes…(I might love the cover most just to fuck
around with the picture, there's been a lot of ''PG18'' pics on my phone with
this cover and also Motley Crues cover. I obviously prefer Vince Neil's crotch
over Joe Dallesandro).
You can't actually expect me to look at the title ''Sticky Fingers'' and not think of dirty things straight away? Which is exactly what they wanted anyways. I mean a cover with male genitalia. Literal rock n roll symbol I'd say. The back part aint bad either though I've yet to see a sexier rocker's butt than Springsteen. Tight. Lol. Back to the ''famous crotch'', I mentioned above the man behind the picture, Joe Dallesandro. Can y'all imagine that? Instead of the ''shot heard around the world'' it's the ''bulge seen around the world''. I mean we never saw his face but his dick got some serious fame. That much more making it shot by Andy Warhol. Wild.
This album was released in April 1971, I can literally
hear my mother in my head just now going on about how I only love old cars, old
men and old music. Makes my eyes roll all the way back into my skull. First off
not my fucking fault new music and cars suck and also, y'all seen Nikki Sixx
right? Fucking stud. I get off topic easy when it's about classic rock stars
yes. Obviously.
While we're on this ''stud'' topic. I've seen the Stones
in 2014, ironically in just 4 days it's going to be 6 years since I saw them. My
dad once said ''days are long but years are short'', I never understood that
better than I do now. I haven't written about this concert in detail on my
other blog like I do now. Only shared some pictures. But shit it was an amazing
concert. I mean not my favourite, that throne happens to belong to someone
else, but this concert? Close second. Man, the energy, the music, the crowd,
the fact that they have someone announce them…all of it is beyond perfect. And
the fact that I the idiot am walking around the stadium foolishly thinking I'll
get to ''randomly bump into Mick Jagger like he's some local wanna be singing
in a bar'' and then it actually happens? Seriously, there I am walking around,
a huge Mercedes with tinted windows pulls up, window down, Mick Jagger with a
huge fucking smile sitting inside, vaving at fans. Did I happen to react? Smile
back? Anything? Fuck no. Got a severe case of being completely star struck and
frozen solid. You guys! It was Mick fucking Jagger. The best part just might be
though that I call home telling family what happened and all I get is ''so? Just
some old dude who cares''. I live with animals I swear.
Right back to the stud thing. Mick on stage is nothing if
not sexy as hell. He has this energy, this sex appeal, there's something about
him that is just to die for. I'm not joking, the man is hot. No I don't give a
flying fuck about how old he is. Some guys just got IT. I'm telling you guys
this is something everyone should put on their bucket list and do once ''see
the Stones live'', let's face it they will outlive all of us (thank god, a
world without Stones is not a world I want to live in). Hoping I get a chance
to see them again too, was going to with dad, some years ago, that never
happened unfortunally.
So Sticky fingers is the ninth studio album by the Stones
and first release of their own ''Rolling Stones Records'' label. The album is
considered as one of the Stones' best albums, it went triple platinum in US and
contains the songs we all know and love such as ''Brown sugar'' and ''Wild
horses'' which just so happens to be my personally favourite song by the
Stones, it's just so reasuringly sad and comforting at the same time. The original cover though was really
innovative for the time, showing a sexually suggestive picture of a guy in
tight jeans (as tight as I wish all men wore tbh) with a zipper that yes it
does in fact work. Opening it will reveal a pair of white underwear lol. Later copies
though removed the zipper and just have the picture due to the damage done to
the vinyl by the zipper (try storing that with your other records) and the
expense itself of producing the actual cover.
Y'all know that the Franco regime in Spain actually
censored this cover and replaced it by John Pasche and Phil Judes' tacky (sorry
guys but it really is) cover with some ''can of fingers'' design. Also in the 90's in Russia the cover seemed
to be quite close to the original only the jeans were coloured, there's a
Soviet Army belt buckle and I'm quite certain that the model is female. Come to
think of it, I could use a copy of that. Must be badass.
I would easy call this album their peak, best work,
whatever you want to call it. They were always called the ''world's greatest
rock n roll band'' and on this album it's quite obvious why. I mean they're
legends after all but this album shows why.
The record kicks off with ''Brown sugar'' which has this
blues – rock feel to it. There's a lot of this blues, RNB, country feel to
their music. I think the Stones always were somehow fascinated with American
music. You can hear that here so well the blues tone in Brown Sugar, the
country feel in Wild horses, the honky tonk (not woman lol) Dead flowers,
Sticky fingers feels like a love letter or an ode to that kinda music.
Ironically the album was commercially a huge hit, but
reviews were not as hot. New york times actually wrote if they were still
''relevant''. I guess it's how it always is bands fail to meet everyone's
expectations. There's always some asshole being the critic. The fans are never
happy either so pleasing everyone is damn hard work.
What I love about this album is actually the view into
the amazing range of talent as a soul singer that is or better can be Mick
Jagger. Like take a look at ''I got the blues''. Amazing. The voice, Watt's
drumming, sweet perfection. And while ''Wild horses'' might give that honky
tonk piano vibe the vocals are nothing but straight up blues music. Maybe that's
why it's sad and reassuring at the same time. Blues is such amazing music, not
just because without it there'd be no music now, but really, it's beautiful
soulful music, one just has to understand it.
I think this album is actually amazing, the only thing
about it that I hate is that it ends. It's wild, it's soulfull, it's packed
with confidence and energy and it honestly feels like a great fuck, hitting all
those sweet spots along the way. I'm not joking right now, I mean sex is great
but did you even listen to Sticky fingers before?
This doesn't read as a review I'm aware, my head is
probably too crowded with all the bullshit I'm trying to process to even focus
on the task at hand. Take this as a long instagram picture title under a photo
of a record I love. I'll have to come
back and rewrite at some point but untill then, put it on, play it, get lost in
it, like I love to, because so help me jesus nothing hits quite as good as
those ''Wild horses''. There's a lot of bands and a lot of albums out there but
just one is ''Sticky fingers''.
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