Mick Jagger is wonderful. Some people think that he's ugly (I actually disagree), but even if that's true, there's something about his ugliness that makes him painfully, disgustingly beautiful. His face, frozen in time or flashing through the eras like a mirror, is ART. I don't know how else to say it. His persona is shiny and impenetrable, but somehow still intimate and vulnerable. He even sort of transcends gender with those lips and shaking hips. Also, he's a great rock/blues singer and songwriter (obviously).
So here are some pictures to prove my point.
And a video:
I love love love this show at the marquee club, and this song almost makes me cry.
Keith Richards- As much as I liked his book Life, I'm still in the Mick Jagger camp.
Enjoy the pictures and video, I don't own anything. If someone wants credit let me know and I'll link you.
