4F Hepcat wrote:

The Rolling Stones have always struck me as terribly middle class, and I don't mean Jagger hanging around with the Guinness heirs.  Its the music, it's not The Who or The Kinks is it?

I think the hard rock stuff was the 'terribly middle class' music even if it was churned out by working class types from the West Midlands. That and the hippy stuff and the prog rock. I would not put class labels on music before late 67 myself.

If you wanted to gatecrash a party when I was at school you had to put up with that sort of music. The girls(usually) in the big houses liked it.

At the Albert Hall at the end of March, Daltrey and his new band were a quarter of the way through “Tommy” when Townshend walked on, unannounced, with an acoustic guitar. He was wearing what he wore for the pictures on these pages—a dark suit and a checked shirt, with a large red handkerchief that leapt from his breast pocket like a ship’s flare. The show had been moving along steadily, but Townshend’s appearance, for “Acid Queen”, ignited the hall. He appeared again in the encore, this time with his red Fender for “Baba O’Riley”, and the place came alive once more.

From:: The Economist. Style Magazine.

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Last edited by fxh (2011-08-02 03:37:05)

Great thread!
I posted this story on another forum about Charlie Watts several years ago, but as a first time poster on Film Noir thought I would use this opportunity to share it again.
In the summer of 1966 I was working as a stock boy in the Curlee Clothing co. warehouse in downtown St.Louis. This was a traditional men's clothing co. made in the US in KY. My Godfather's family owned it and my dad was a buyer there.
I was looking out of the 6th floor the window of the building at 10th and Washington streets when I saw a limo drive up to the front of the building. A slight long haired fellow slide out and waited as another smaller blond man stumbled out then was pulled back in by several females.
The first gentlemen didn't wait around and went into the front door of the Curlee Clothing co. offices. About 10 mintues later, I got a panicked call from the show room asking that I come down to "help Translate" what a customer from England wanted to buy. Being 16 years old the older guys in the Show room figured I  must have known the "lingo"!
I got to the show room and see that the guy they are trying to help is Charlie Watts! I knew him by sight from  the LPs I had from the stones. Yes I freaked out some and showed him my tickets for the show they were doing at Kiel auditorium  (touring behind their Aftermath lp) that night even before I asked him what he was looking for!
Charlie ended up being a great, funny guy and the accent was not a problem in understanding what he wanted to buy.
He ended up buying several thousand dollars worth of suits, sport coats and trousers, plus an overcoat that I swear he is wearing on Between the Buttons!
The other guy in the limo was Brian Jones according to Charlie and he was pre-occupied with several groupies!
Charlie signed a Curlee Clothing co. order sheet for me: To greg, love Charlie and the Stones and he added a little doodle of a bird playing a sax. That image showed up again in a book he did on Charlie Parker in 1967, so it mus thave been on us mind.
So, that's my Charlie Watts story, still remember it like yesterday 45 years later!! and yes the concert was fab!