I've finished one book in two years: Keith Richards' Life. Not a record I'm proud of.
Keef communicates a genuine love for the blues and an earnest determination to play the stuff right.
But at the end of the day, I'm not sure that his blues pilgrimage commentary outweighs his dreary addiction details for reading value. I DO envy him his French Riviera time with Anita P.
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