It finally arrived in the snail mail this afternoon, on Buy Nothing Day of all occasions:
It’s a rock’n’roll story as told by the Rolling Stones’ second fiddle guitarist, Ronnie Wood. Or, as the book jacket describes it:
For the first time, a member of the world’s most famous rock ‘n’ roll band tells his — and their — story. Raw, unsanitized, nasty and fascinating. An incredible journey. …
A fascinating portrait not just of the Stones, but of the greatest rockers of the 1960’s and beyond — from Eric Clapton to Rod Stewart, Jimmy Page to Keith Moon, Jimi Hendrix to Pete Townshend — RONNIE is a rich, revelatory book. Readers have never had a view of the rock world like this before.
Ronnie: The Autobiography isn’t the kind of book I would purchase. But one Sunday a few weeks ago, while making the 30-minute drive home from my in-laws, I tuned in to a local classic rock station, more to help stay awake than to enjoy the oldies. During one of the breaks, the DJ announced a contest: the first caller to name three Rolling Stones albums featuring Ronnie Wood wins the book.
Easy peasy. I phoned the station, rattled off three albums, and claimed my winnings.
Now, here’s the sick thing. I actually had the station’s contest line programmed into my cell phone. The reason: I used to try to win this “connect the classics” contest the station would hold over lunch. But I never could get my call in in time, and I kept forgetting the number. So I programmed it, hoping to improve my chances. Still, I never won a connect the classics. The best I can do is an autobiography from the Stones’ second-fiddle guitarist. A decent, workmanlike guitarist, but no Keith Richards. Good thing I like rock ‘n’roll, and the Stones. I know. It’s only rock and roll. But I like it.
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Andrew Careaga 