I wanted to take this opportunity to reveal some of the background stories, from someone who was there.  Sex, groupies, fan clubs, drugs (or as I was prone to say--Drugs are the actual King of rock & roll as opposed to Elvis or Michael Jackson-Drugs beats them all*), and the truth as to what went on behind the scenes. After all, "it's only rock and roll".

A SEX story..

Forty years ago Denmark was branded the country with the most liberated society on Earth as there was no censorship. We were in Copenhagen for awhile, using that location as our base for touring Scandinavia.  I had this idillyc idea that we were in a place were sex was beautiful without guilt and the judgement of society and with that thought in mind we, in this instance meaning the married couples and not the Stones, went to a 'sex' club.  It was like any nightclub, people dancing, drinking, sitting at tables and then the announcement that the show would begin and to all look to the center of the dance floor.  A bed dropped down from the ceiling onto the middle of the dance floor.  An announcement was made, which we would learn later to be--'tonight was Thursday and it was S & M night'.. A woman came out in a little 'nighty', jumped on the bed and shortly began playing with various vibratrors and herself. A man in an black outfit and mask came out and I noticed that a lot of the women that were walking around as hostesses disappeared.  He pulled out a cat of nine tails and began whipping her.  The first thing that all of us thought was that it was a fake and even when we saw blood, we figured it was fake as well.  After awhile we realized that even if it was fake..it had to hurt.  They had sex and then the man carried the woman off and as they passed, we saw the welts on her and realized, it wasn't fake. (So much for love, beauty, romance and the lack of Victorian rules--it was hardcore, for money).  After they left, the hostesses came back and I asked one of them what was going on..  she said that a lot of the hostesses couldn't stand to watch but that the woman featured,  loved it and was pissed that she had to wait a week between shows.  She was forced to wait until her bruises healed.. So much for all our beautiful ain't sex grand illusions.. At the sex club I found that they did a traveling show :-).  As a surprise for Mick, I hired an act to go to his room at the hotel one night (not
S &M).  I remember this because at about 1:30AM there was a knock on my hotel room door and it was Mick..he wanted some money to keep the show going..!!

This will be the first time..Going thru my files I found this Polaroid that was taken aboard a press junket for the Rolling Stones.  We cruised around Manhattan and the image is of the front of the boat with Mick, Keith and I conversing..

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