
Virgin Records Us - Virgin Records Us
The Rolling Stones
Release date: 1994-07-26
Audio CD
Album Rock, Hard Rock, Pop, Pop/Rock, Pop/Rock Music, Rock, Rock & Roll, Rock/Pop
1. If You Can't Rock Me
2. Ain't Too Proud to Beg - The Rolling Stones, Holland, Eddie
3. It's Only Rock 'N Roll (But I Like It)
4. Till the Next Goodbye
5. Time Waits for No One
6. Luxury
7. Dance Little Sister
8. If You Really Want to Be My Friend
9. Short and Curlies
10. Fingerprint File




I am the Stones Authority. This is only three stars, barely. It is not a great album. It's a great cover, but not a great album. There are a couple of songs that are some of my favorites, but only a couple. "Luxury" is my personal favorite from this album. "Time Waits For No One" is not bad either, but doesn't realize its potential in this production. And that actually is the problem with the whole album, apart from the title song from the album "It's Only Rock And Roll", the songs on this album in few instances realize their full potential. They are not bad songs, but they are just not quite there. "Dance Little Sister" does not do it for me - sorry my fellow Stones purists. "If You Can't Rock Me" is cool, but where would this song figure on a another Stones album? I do not think it would, and it is only notable here on this album because this collection is not strong. For an album titled It's Only Rock and Roll - there is precious little of it to be found here.
Honestly, I don't see why this album is so disagreed upon whether it is a good one or a bad one. To me, all the tracks on this album are superbly done. It's like the Stones were on a full winning streak with each song.
I believe it's Mick's last go with the Stones, and he definitely left quite a mark with this album.
Loved listening to it.
I don't care how old you get, you're still hot.
I used to compartmentalize my life ~ blog here; reviews there ~ but I now understand they are the same. Or, better put, the latter are more honest. You see, I have much stronger emotions for records than people. (Does Mick Jagger get aroused when he looks in the mirror? I know I do.) When loving is life, that sure happens, then, as I see it, people are best considered, remembered, honored and expressed through records. Does any of this make sense, or do I just tell Mark Prindle the news? Anyway. Back in the summer of '74 or so, there I was, loser teeniebopper, my girlfriend dropped me and, holed up in my room, my parents wanted me to "see" a shrink 'cause I didn't play sports or something or the other. Dour as it all seemed, I heard "It's Only Rock 'n Roll" over my 6-inch radio speaker and it saved my skin. Same thing now, I'm almost 50, failed career, failed marriage, in a New Age rehabilitation camp, can't relate to anyone, holed up in my room. But, late at night, hopped up on coffee & lollipops while I do my silly piecework, I'm all air guitar and microphone posing. My inscribed ipod has kept me sane. Still immature, still self-centered, still insolent, still alive. Which is more than anyone can say about Terry Knight but, you know, I believe he woulda understood. So, there it is, this is my first love poem to my ex-wife since, what, 12 years ago. Not that she would care but, hey, neither do I.
And, yes, I am sober right now.