Happy weekend! This set's theme: Pictures from the Exile era, and pictures of Mick being fiercely Mick.
1. Twinkle, twinkle, little star. ("Who you callin' little?")
2. I have the feeling that Sunday brunch at Nellcote was way, way more fun than, say, brunch at Denny's with your grandma.
3. No one's really identifiable in this shot except for Keith and Gram Parsons. But that's really enough, isn't it? They don't know anyone else is in the room. They think it's the Rice Krispies talking.
4. Ladies and gentlemen, the comedy stylings of Michael Philip Jagger:
"Hey, Keith. Dig it. I'm you! I'm playing guitar and smoking cigarettes and I've got a knife. Listen: Hrrr...fuck you, man...US out of Vietnam!...
See? I even sound like you! Keith? Keith! Where are you going?"
5. Keith playing piano, I pretty much have nothing to add. Because I refuse to stoop as low as a Billy Joel reference. Anybody got any Fiona Apple jokes lying around?
6. Gotta use my 'get out of witticism free' card on this picture, because ... swoon Thanks for harshing my flow, Annie Leibovitz!
7. The show ground to a halt while Keith helped Mick find the single sequin that fell off his ensemble.
8. Kitten:
I CAN HAS ALCOHOLZ? 9. How to tell that Keith and Gram are high in this picture:
A) They're Keith and Gram.
B) Possible drug paraphernalia among the unidentifiable objects on the table.
C) They have somehow not noticed that Mick is pouting with the fury of a thousand suns.
10. And now, Keith's moment of zen.
11. Mick is going to be so disappointed when he finds out this photographer is from Architectural Digest.
12. He looks awfully proud of that guitar, and awfully mad at that beret.
13. Mick: "Hi!"
Keith: "...Hi?"
Mick: "Hiii."
Keith: "...I want what you're drinking."
14. Taken on Mick's thirtieth birthday. Come on, feel the hangover!
15. It must be so dull being fabulous. Another forty years or so and he'll quit it for sure.
16. To quote the great Slick Rick:
I said, mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who is the top choice of them all?
There was a rubble-dubble, five minutes it lasted,
The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard!"
17. Ah. I know that look. The guilty puppy-dog look. You know, Mick, if you're not careful, your face will freeze that way. Wait, I think I have just found the secret to your success.
18. Anything Iggy Pop can do, Mick can do better. Mick can do anything better than Ig.
19. Recipe for instant rock'n'roll:
Take one ordinary men's suit.
Toss in the dryer with 4 cups glitter.
Add 150 tsp. Jagger.
Stir vigorously.
Serve while hot.
20. And finally, I will let the dictionary definition of diva speak for itself: Literally, "goddess," a female opera star. Often used to describe a demanding or fussy opera star.
Got all that?
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