This sort of shit never happens to us: 23 candid photos of the Rolling Stones on their 1965 American tour were recently discovered in an unmarked box at a Southern California estate sale.
As for our favorite of the bunch, it’s a toss-up between the above and this photo featuring a pensive 22-year-old Mick drinking a Bud Heavy in the foreground with a pensive, cummerbunded waiter reconsidering his career choice in the background. (Though it’s always a trip to see a youthful Keith still enveloped in unpunctured skin.)
We’ll have a bit more to say on Keith Richards’ new magnum opus once we’ve been through it a few more times, but in the meantime we thought we’d acknowledge the man as one of the leading style icons of rock ‘n’ roll.
Today marks the street date for the new reissue of the Stones’ Exile on Main Street, for our money the best blues-rock has to offer. The original album comes bundled with a slew of dropped tracks and other completist candy, but the big news is a handful of unfinished songs that the Glimmer Twins went back in the studio to finish up.
More importantly, they’re keeping the gloriously muddy mix intact. If you don’t have a copy of your own, now’s your chance to catch up.
We’ve been under no illusions as to Mick Jagger‘s impressive fecundity, but we thought we’d seen all the gorgeous children the wrinkly Rolling Stone planned to crank out in this lifetime. Turns out we overlooked Georgia May, 16, his drop-dead daughter by legendary stunner Jerry Hall.
Georgia just made her modeling debut in the UK for the *Mail on Sunday*’s You magazine, and we think the girl’s gonna go places. She’s got the signature lippage, for one thing, and has obviously been practicing poppa’s pout. And in case you’re wondering what it’s like having Mick as a dad, Georgie confesses to the mag, “He’s not as cool as you’d think he’d be.”
By now, you’d think someone else would have come along to usurp Keith Richards’ as the archetype of sex, drugs and rock & roll style. As a group, the geriatric juggernaut that is the Rolling Stones seems a bit comic with their never-ending world touring, but while the rest of the band looks like they’ve traded hookers and blow for Depends and Metamucil, Keef keeps rocking on.
He’s not carefully-maintained and certainly not well-preserved, but rather perfectly and stylishly weathered.
Back before they turned into the geriatric juggernaut that seems to be on a never-ending world tour, the Rolling Stones were the coolest rock band in the universe. In 1969, Mick Jagger, Keith Richards and the gang crisscrossed the country in support of their album *Beggar’s Banquet*, culminating in the infamous free concert at Altamont in Northern California where Hell’s Angels killed a member of the audience.
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