With
a ringing endorsement from Keith Richards mother who described
them as“outstanding” and fit to “stand in for
the Stones”, backed up by his daughter, Angela - “it
was eerily like watching my dad”... we hope you can guess
their name.
They are the Rollin’Stoned and, in the words
of one “Times” reviewer who claims to have seen
them all, are “In my view the nearest thing to the real
article”, “About as true to the originals as you
can get” raved another and “Just like the real thing”
enthused rock star photographer Gered Mankowitz at his recent
private view. So it’s not just their enthusiastic fans
who rate the Rollin’Stoned so highly, it is the people
in the know from the Stones inner circle.
As for their game?, well the costumes are shamelessly
camp gaudy and fab, the instruments all genuinely vintage
and the wit irreverent. However while the tongue is never
far from the cheek with the Rollin’Stoned, it is never
at the expense of the music, This
band is not to be confused with the grotesque parody on parody
'Stella Street'-Lite Stones bands that abound, nor a bunch
of seasoned old pros, opportunistically hitched on to the
“Tribute Bandwagon” for an easy ride. To paraphrase
another, who famously had problems with the buttons on his
trouseres "Its the music stupid" and what clearly
comes across when seeing this band at work is the passion
they all have for the music.
Their
two hour shows include not only all the classic crowd pleasing
hits, but are spiced with enough eclectic selections from
the deeper recesses of Stones Album archives to satisfy the
most demanding of “Buffs”, all performed with the
same vibrantly authentic attack and raw energy that characterised
the original Stones shows in their prime.
For those who witnessed the Stones - Brian Jones et al - in
their hey Day - and let's face it, if you do recall it chances
are you were never there in the first place- this is a chance
to revisit lost youth, for the rest, now’s your chance
to see what all the fuss was about.
