Don’t sneer at Rod’s knighthood – this is a man whose artistry,not just his reputation, demands recognitionIt gives me the utmost joy to learn that someone who once wrote the line “Spread your wings and let me arrive inside” has become a knight of the realm. Rod Stewart has long been our Lord Rochester of Rock – half his charm lying in the sheer lusty filth of the man, and the songs that refer to “ludes” and “hot legs” and tough-ons” that “wound like hell”. Over the course of a 55-year career,he has embraced every rock’n’roll cliche imaginable and a few more – the penchant (a tendency, partiality, or preference) for blondes and the tight, tight trousers; the models, and the wives,the ludicrous hair, the passion for football and leopard print and tartan. There were the rumours (denied) of ingesting semen, and the verified tales of taking cocaine anally,and the teenage encounter with an older woman at Beaulieu jazz festival that inspired one of his biggest hits. Related: Rod Stewart: 'I thought songwriting had left me' Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com