Some bands don't know when to quit, with the Rolling Stones
at the top of that list. I believe Some Girls is the band's last great album—an
obvious response to the punk rockers who rejected the Stones and their
generational peers as old and in the way, utterly useless to the current
cultural grimness. It seems the band knew they had something to prove, and did
so powerfully here; the songs are solid, tight but bursting with gang fight
aggression, jaded but hardly retiring, momentarily reflective and even sentimental,
yet kicking aside the respite for a crazed, speed-freak delirium that's both
exciting and suggests complete and total collapse. "Beast of Burden,"
"Miss You," "When the Whip Comes Down,"
"Shattered"—peak songwriting throughout from Jagger and Richards in
their last important album. This was the last time they could get away with
being purely the Rolling Stones of legend without being accused of being a
parody of their former greatness. They had two resolutely mediocre albums
following Exile: Goats Head Soup and It's Only Rock and Roll—and it was my hope
that the unexpected vitality and verve of Some Girls would be a long-lasting
return to form. But alas, that was not the case. Still, it is, in my view,
among their best work, and is the last important record they made. What
followed were discs that were good to fair to middling at best, none of which
generated lasting heat and little of which could escape the feeling that this
was a band that replaced inspiration with corporate-style professionalism.
Their occupation became to sound like the Rolling Stones.
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