Bitch-Rolling Stones

Let us consider the sleaz-o factor once again of the 100% pure greasy sleaze that the Stones have perfected. Let us consider the use of horns on this track. Said horns are completely employed for sleaze. They exist as the finishing leer, the underlining of the obscene gesture, the come on, the successful come on, eventually. Let us compare these horns to the use of brass say on The Beatles “Martha My Dear”- they are merely an accoutrement, a little twist, a fill. Innocent. Even on “Got To Get You Into My Life”, they give some oomph, but it just seems so tame, so frankly Paul (not a bad thing). On the Stones song they are nothing more that the swinging of Mick’s dick. Not even “Puppetry of the Penis” but a May Day parade full of missile launchers covered in pork fat and dirt. The brass are the glue that keep the entire band on a monomaniacal course here, a course destined for we all know where. Mick’s pants.

4 Responses to “Bitch-Rolling Stones”


  • “Not even “Puppetry of the Penis” but a May Day parade full of missile launchers covered in pork fat and dirt. ”

    that’s a keeper.

  • ba ba
    ba
    bada ba bada ba bada ba baaaaaaaaa!

  • ba ba bana ba ba ba, banna ba bah

    *BUNNAH BUNNAH*

  • The actual memory is lost to the mists of time (and the green fog of smoke), but “Bitch” was one of the first songs* I ever learned on bass. Either that or “Misty Mountain Hop”.

    * Okay, be fair. First bass licks. I have played it onstage, though, so I eventually had to learn the rest of the song.

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