Sure, there are other factors. Jagger and Richards have been rock’s most challenging and elemental songwriting team for years, Mick’s a master of stagecraft, and so on. But the Stones are special primarily because they understand that a great rock & roll band never takes too much for granted. A great rock & roll band gets the feel of an audience and then goes for the audience’s throat. A great rock & roll band plays the right songs and the right solos in the right tempo at the right time. A great rock & roll band rocks out. At the Fox, the Stones rocked so hard, they jerked you up out of your seat and kept you dancing for two hours, and made you like it. Only rock & roll? You could’ve fooled me.
The curtains parted at 10:35 to reveal Keith Richards, looking muscular and fit, banging out the opening chords to “Under My Thumb” from the very edge of the stage. You could tell it was going to be one of those nights the minute Jagger started singing, because he was singing – finding new notes, rearranging the melody to suit the mood of the moment, hitting those notes right on the head and enunciating, in case you missed the words the first few hundred times around. Richards, who has been known to let an hour go by before he feels his way into the evening’s first guitar solo, stepped right out and played a blistering break that was entirely chordal, an extension of his definitive rhythm playi