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Embrace your inner rock chic and say YES to adventure: I saw the Rolling Stones

Article by Beverley Harvey

It’s easy to let our worlds shrink as we get older. Whether from poor health, depression and anxiety or a general loss of confidence and energy, it’s all too easy to say ‘NO’ to opportunities that once we might have leapt at.

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In our thirties and forties, life is so frenetic that we have to learn the No word just to survive; there’s a limit to how many commitments a body can take.  By the time we reach fifty, in theory, we should be making more time for ourselves as children have likely flown the nest, work may have slowed a few degrees, and chasing materialism loses it allure. BUT, the pitfall here is that we can back-peddle too far and find that we are hiding away indoors.  Suddenly the me-time and tranquillity we once craved can turn into a rut of loneliness and despair.

This happened to me. Following a long and grim bout of depression I realised that I’ve been living in a shut-down state for so long that things I love and value highly, like music, film and art have all but gone from my life.

Saying Yes to Opportunities

With the help of a highly regarded therapist I’m trying to reverse this process. It won’t happen overnight but I’m working hard on saying Yes Please, instead of No Thank You to opportunities as they present themselves.

Eight weeks ago, my very patient partner Mark was offered tickets to see the Rolling Stones in the beautiful medieval city of Lucca, Italy.  My heart practically burst in my chest at the thought of seeing the Stones live – I’ve loved them since my teens; they remind me of such wild, sexy, happy times in my life, and although I have a shelf groaning with their music, I have never seen them on stage.  It had to be done; so I stepped – no, danced – right out of my comfort zone, faced into my increasing agoraphobia, got on a plane and went to see the best Rock n Roll band in the world.  It was the right thing for me on so many levels.  And the Rolling Stones? Ye gods, they did not disappoint.

My review of The Rolling Stones No Filter Tour

Lucca, Italy, 23rd September 2017: The Struts, fronted by Luke Spillers who is surely the love child of Freddie Mercury and Ian Astbury, have done an excellent job of keeping us entertained for thirty minutes and have just left the stage.  And then it begins; a whisper that soon becomes a roar.  Woo-woo…woo-woo…woo-woo…woo-woo.

Like 55,000 owls, we hoot in the dark, our feathers quivering with anticipation. At 21.12, we are rewarded as Mick Jagger takes the stage.  Woo-woo…woo-woo; now our nocturnal call is mixed with thunderous applause and euphoric screaming that could wake Lucifer himself as the Stones unleash Sympathy for the Devil. We are hypnotised by Jagger’s performance, which is everything it should be; dark, dangerous, flawless.

Mick Jagger struts the stuff of legend

Rubber lipped and limbed, Mick Jagger struts the stuff of legend; at age 74 there is no sign of his energy diminishing. It’s Only Rock n Roll (but I like it), swiftly follows and becomes a mass singalong. There are whoops of joy for Tumbling Dice, then there’s a change of tempo as things get distinctly Bluesy for Just Your Fool; this comes with the joy of Mick Jagger’s very fine harmonica playing.

Ride ‘Em Down (another cover) and Let’s Spend the Night together are perfectly executed but not personal favourites so I can breathe again. Touchingly, when we get to As Tears Go By, an unbeknownst talent emerges as Mick sings in Italian to the delight of our host country, although it seems that the distraction of performing in a foreign language leads to some timing issues…more about that later.

Then we rip through You Can’t Always Get What you Want, Paint it Black and Honky Tonk Woman – all faithfully reproduced just as we know and love them.  Afterwards Mick introduces the rest of the band, including backing vocalists, sax, base and keyboard players, before getting Ronnie, Charlie and Keith to reluctantly take a bow.  At this point, I should say that they all look incredible.

The subject of Ronnie Wood’s health has been hogging the headlines for months and despite his public battle with cancer, he looks well, energised and very lovely indeed. Keith is still the adorable rapscallion of old, and Charlie looks…well…exactly like Charlie – which is just how we like him. I’ve no idea what these guys are on, but if it could be bottled we’d all be queuing round the block for it.

Mick Jagger then disappears for ten minutes or so (for a cuppa tea, lie-down, vitamin shot – who knows) while we are treated to Keith Richards on vocals for Happy and a poignant version of Slipping Away; during the latter, he struggles a bit at each end of the register. Nobody cares – Keith is utterly loved, embraced, forgiven.

Rousing encore

When Mick bursts back onto the stage, it is for Miss You and he’s got his guitar in tow. We are invited to sing along and we do. Later, Start Me Up, Brown Sugar and Satisfaction all ramp up the energy again before a brief blackout leaves us shouting for Gimme Shelter.  Our wishes are granted with a rousing encore consisting of exactly that and finally Jumping Jack Flash – the end chords of which literally explode through the night sky in a shower of glittering stardust and firecrackers.

And then it is all over and it hurts. Because here’s the thing. The affection that wraps Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Ronnie Wood and Charlie Watts like a cashmere blanket is tangible. Tonight’s capacity crowd of 55,000 people from all over the world, aged eighteen to eighty proves that.

For balance, I should say that there were minor issues with timing; occasions where Keith and Ronnie’s guitars and Mick’s vocals did not marry up.  But this is not The X-Factor, where hopeful’s who’ll be forgotten this time next year must prove accuracy – and it couldn’t matter less.  Because the Rolling Stones are still the best rock and roll band in the world.  End of.


Beverley Harvey

Beverley Harvey is a freelance writer, living and working in Kent with her partner Mark and her naughty terrier Brodie.

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