Evening Standard
Bob Spitz’s The Rolling Stones is what is known in publishing as a cat killer. That is, it’s so big — 690 pages — it could kill your moggy, should it come through your letterbox. Besides a dead cat, you’d also be left with a rather turgid history of a band whose history we already know so much about. I’ve read dozens of books about the Rolling Stones , and judging by Spitz’s tremendously boring book, so has he. There is nothing new here, and it repeats all the rock ’n’ roll stories we’ve read a hundred times before. It also pretty much ends in the 1980s, thereby ignoring the band’s recent return to glory, with their fabulous 2023 album Hackney Diamonds . What amazes me is how he got this book published.
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