if you’ve been wondering what to do with that spare acid you have lying around, i recommend watching jean-luc goddard’s “sympathy for the devil” with a friend for a couple of hours. someone you trust, please. acid is nothing to fuck around with.
a bit self-indulgent (alright, it’s the essence of self-indulgence) and admittedly slow in places (the acid would help out here), but an ultimately fascinating piece of art that explores pornography, black power, vietnam, and rock and roll through a continually unexpected and bizarre pastiche.
the ‘narrative’ revolves around the stones’ de-reconstruction of ’sympathy for the devil’ in the studio. this is worth the price of admission here, folks. we’re talking 1968. who know keith played bass on that track? who knew the thing was recorded essentially live? who knew mick played hand drums? who knew nicky hopkins wore blazers?
cool shit, kids.
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is this where mick is wearing the most amazing orange.. or maybe red… pants?
it’s been a long time but i remember loving the rhythm of it all. it’s like 2 hours of beginnings.
that gift from last year is still lingering on my bookshelf longing for a perfect purpose. could this be it?
mick looks rad … and yes, why not? start your night with a little sympathy for the devil. then take a walk by the lake or something. sounds lovely, jen beck.