I took my daughter to see the Rolling Stones Steel Wheels tour when it hit Washington. She wanted to see it more than I did, even though, she hadn’t been born the day I first heard “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction.” As a matter of fact, I’ve never been a Stones fan. My attitude toward them has mellowed from strong distaste to simple indifference, with a continuing curiosity about their appeal. To me they’re the Stony Rolls: hard to get into, not much flavor.
The Stones filled Robert F. Kennedy Stadium both nights they performed. We luckily went the first night, a cool clear evening: a chilly rain drenched the second night. As we filed into the stadium I noticed wryly that the crowd’s spirits seemed undepressed by the previous day’s news that Irving Berlin had expired. The great majority were no older than my daughter.




Comments