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exilestonesKEITH AT THE RITZ in New York City, May 1981
In response to my inquiries, Bill German writes:
Yes, that's Keith in front of The Ritz. You can even see part of the marquee.
That's Jane Rose walking behind him. As for the "bodyguard" you asked about,
I don't think either of those guys were bodyguards. The guy in the 3-piece
suit was probably his limo driver from back then. And the guy in the T-shirt
(in the above post), although he looks familiar to me, is probably just a fan.
Bill
Thanks to Bill German for all of his help with these photos and others. Bill
German was on the scene back in the day covering the Rolling Stones for us,
up close and personal as only a true fan could. Bill's adventures from inside
the Stones camp are told though his book "Under Their Thumb" by Bill German.
Bill's book is on sale at: [www.amazon.com]
Bill German: Lucky beggar at the banquet...
THANKS to the fanzine he pasted together in his bedroom, Bill German spent
17 years as a member of the Rolling Stones’ chaotic inner circle. Here he
reveals all to Music Editor Charlotte Heathcote.
By Charlotte Heathcote
Bill German and Keith Richards enjoying an issue
of the highly regarded Beggar's Banquet fanzine.
When the teenage Bill German launched his amateur Rolling Stones fanzine
Beggars Banquet in 1978, it was the beginning of an amazing relationship with
his rock heroes.
The earliest issues were bashed out on a borrowed typewriter, sneakily
photocopied at school and then sold for 25c each.
Despite taking a loss, the 16-year-old’s dedication slowly saw him breaking
more juicy Stones stories than the professional music press and winning 1,000
subscribers.
As the band arrived at press parties or nightclubs the New York-based student
would thrust the latest issue into their hands or leave a copy at their hotels.
He had no idea whether the band were reading his labour of love until he handed
a copy to Keith Richards as he walked into the Savoy Hotel and he told Bill:
“I like readin’ ’em on the can!”
At another gig, Ronnie Wood said: “I’ve got this one, where’s the next one?”
It transpired that the fanzine had become the best way for the Stones to keep
tabs on each other.
At a nightclub, Ronnie told a friend: “Bill’s magazine is how I know what the
other Stones are up to,” while Mick Jagger joked to a photographer: “This kid
knows what we’re doing before we do!”
The band were so impressed that in 1983 Beggars Banquet became the band’s
official newsletter and its circulation rocketed to 20,000.
The downside of this official status was that the band could now pull any
stories that cast them in a negative light.
When Mick was the only member to miss a party in Mexico Bill was forbidden to
report it since on the evening in question he had been cheating on seven-
months-pregnant Jerry Hall.
Nor could he use a photo of Bill Wyman with a girlfriend in case his other two
girlfriends saw it.
However, over the years, Bill gradually built up a warm rapport with Keith
Richards and Ronnie Wood.
By the mid-Eighties, he felt: “Keith and Woody were the brothers I’d never had.
They were generous and welcoming way beyond the call of duty, letting me hang
out with them and watch how they made records.
“My favourite moments were watching them jam in Ronnie’s kitchen playing Buddy
Holly or Beatles songs.”
He also landed exclusive interviews in which, for example, Keith spoke frankly
about his heroin addiction.
Bill is clearly protective of Keith: “He’s a very well-read and intelligent
person, not just this drugged-out guy who slurs his words.”
One night at Ronnie Wood’s house, the guitarist put on a Pretenders video,
telling Bill: “I found out recently that I shagged Chrissie Hynde.”
He’d had no idea until, weeks later, she mentioned the liaison to him.
Bill’s relationship with Mick Jagger was more unpredictable since as Keith
and Ronnie put it: “Mick Jagger is a nice bunch of guys.”
It didn’t help that when he visited Mick’s New York home he spilled his
glass of orange juice on his 16th-century Persian rug.
“I am so sorry, please don’t tell Jerry,” said Bill, mortified by the sight
of Mick on his hands and knees, blotting up the mess.
However, Bill didn’t incur Mick’s wrath until he reported that the singer
had only performed at Live Aid due to emotional blackmail.
Getting within two inches of Bill’s face, so close that Bill could see the
dusting of cocaine around his nostrils, Mick snarled:
“I don’t like what you wrote about Live Aid! It’s not true! That’s not why
I did it!”
A few weeks later, however, Bill took delivery of Mick’s Christmas gift of
a bunch of poinsettias.
By the mid-Eighties the Stones were imploding. Mick was preoccupied with
launching a solo career as the rest of the band looked on helplessly.
“Being in the Stones is the only thing I know how to do,” said Keith unhappily
and he and Ronnie vented their frustration in aggressive lyrics like I Wanna
Fight and Knock Yer Teeth Out. On stage Keith would eke out a guitar intro so
that Mick missed his cue.
In a shareholders’ meeting Mick referred to Charlie Watts as “my drummer”.
After the meeting, Charlie knocked on Mick’s hotel door, punched him in the jaw
and silently walked away.
It took dollar signs to get Mick back on board, namely the $65million the band
pocketed for the 1989 Steel Wheels tour but by then the Rolling Stones were
more of a brand than a band.
“As a fan it depressed me to learn how many decisions – when and where to
record, when and where to perform – were determined not by artistic
inspiration but by lawyers and accountants,” says Bill.
Amazingly, even the band’s wives and children would have to pay if they
wanted tickets to see the band.
Bill attributes this to Mick’s London School of Economics education:
“It isn’t about the money itself. He just loves to look at the Forbes
magazine list every year and see that the Stones are the number one
money-makers.”
He wearily adds: “If I wrote that the Stones massacred a Mexican village
it wouldn’t be as bad as something that could elevate their tax bracket.”
Bill’s book is so densely packed with nuggets of information and comical
insights that its appeal extends beyond the hardcore fanbase.
Integral to its charm is the fact that no matter how close he got to the
band he always saw himself as an outsider.
This held true whether he was watching the band play covers at the tiny 100
Club in London’s Oxford Street with Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck and Pete Townshend,
going on an all-night bender with Ronnie and Rod Stewart or partying with Kate
Moss, Naomi Campbell and Eric Clapton at Keith Richards’s 50th birthday
celebrations.
“I didn’t want to be one of the band,” says Bill.
“The people who start to think they’re one of them often wind up being carried
off in handcuffs or caskets.”
It helped that Bill avoided drugs throughout his time with the Stones.
Nonetheless by the early Nineties, he was increasingly disillusioned. Having
dropped out of journalism college, he was earning a pittance from the fanzine
(in 1993 he pocketed £14,000).
Bill has barely spoken to Ronnie or Keith in a decade, describing them as
“long-lost uncles” but he accepts that it’s the price he needs to pay to
lead a normal life.
Now working as a writer and journalist he remains a fan of the band but admits:
“After you’ve been with the Rolling Stones it’s very hard to get them out of
your system. Nothing I do will ever be as exciting.”
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KeithNacho
Thanks to those white thin and (by then) young rock stars, many people like me was introduced to blues music, and that is the reason i know who are people like willie Dixo , Muddy Waters, John Lee Hooker, Howling Wolf....etc - and that is the reason i have some LP, CDs...etc of them. As well as other country, soul and reggae artists
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Mathijs
This is Chicago, November 24, 1981. That's Sugar Blue on the left, who'd play Miss You with them that night.
Mathijs
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Palace Revolution 2000
Keith playing the Blues in F.
Knebworth 1979 - Sugar & Ron
Sugar Blue, Taj Mahal , Muddy Waters & B.B.King