Its' no secret that I have been a lifelong fan of the Rolling Stones.
Well, I have to say that Keith Richards never measured up to Mick Taylor or Brian Jones, but hey, you don't decide on the line up of your favorite band or your favorite blog for that matter.
Today, I read the news that Keith Richards acknowledge that he consciently snorted the ashes of his father, in a cocaine binge, which renders him as one of the most despicable beings I have ever seen.
I have a personal crusade against drugs, because I have seen many people destroyed by them, and I have been blessed by seem some great people coming back from the dark pits of addiction.
My liking from the Rolling Stones has been reduced to a liking for the work of Mick Jagger.
The article follows:
Keith Richards has acknowledged consuming a raft of illegal substances in his time, but this may top them all. In comments published Tuesday, the 63-year-old Rolling Stones guitarist said he had snorted his father's ashes mixed with cocaine.
"The strangest thing I've tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father," Richards was quoted as saying by British music magazine NME.
"He was cremated and I couldn't resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn't have cared," he said. "... It went down pretty well, and I'm still alive."
Richards' father, Bert, died in 2002, at 84.
Richards, one of rock's legendary wild men, told the magazine that his survival was the result of luck, and advised young musicians against trying to emulate him.
"I did it because that was the way I did it. Now people think it's a way of life," he was quoted as saying.
"I've no pretensions about immortality," he added. "I'm the same as everyone ... just kind of lucky.
"I was No. 1 on the `who's likely to die' list for 10 years. I mean, I was really disappointed when I fell off the list," Richards said.
Keith Richards, you actually should have died a rock'n roll hero, but you will die a dredge of a human being.