Beggars Banquet by the Rolling Stones (1968)
Well, this is awkward. I’m two albums into the Rolling Stones’ so-called “classic run” and I’m already distinctly underwhelmed by […]
Well, this is awkward. I’m two albums into the Rolling Stones’ so-called “classic run” and I’m already distinctly underwhelmed by […]
Fuck me, all those sixties guitar wankers going on and on and on about how the Rolling Stones, the Beatles,
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