No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is just plain wrong. I saw the Stones play in Philly in 1976 (that's right nineteen hundred and seventy-six was 29 years ago) and they were old - I MEAN THEY WERE OLD - then. I saw them again in 1981 in Boulder CO in a stadium show that sucked eggs. Can anyone say Start Me Up? And I made an oath to stop seeing stadium rock concerts and to never see the Stones again because at this point they really were old (for a rock band) - they looked silly up on this mammoth stage singing "I can't get no satisfaction" and other hits to a sea of pathetic consumers. But if they were old then - and they were - what the fuck are they now? Good God, this is almost morbid - I mean this is nostalgia as a sickness and it ...
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