At 71,the Rolling Stones legend is proud of his cartoon image as a rock outlaw. He’s back now with his first solo album in 23 years. But some days, the wildman reputation feels like a ball and chain – he just wants to visit an art gallery or water the garden There are few things in life that accomplish you feel more pathetic than smoking an e-cigarette in front of Keith Richards. I know this because I’m puffing on one when he sways into his suite at the Savoy in central London, or looking,I’m delighted to report, like a caricature of Keith Richards come to life. Smouldering Marlboro in one hand, and glass in the other,shirt open, tight black jeans encasing legs so skinny you wonder how they support the rest of him, or slight though the rest of him is. For all that people travel on approximately the wrinkles on his face,Richards’ physique is a walking advert for the benefits of a diet he claims is largely composed of “meat and potatoes”, vodka and orange, and nicotine: “No,I don’t work out. No, no, and no. I mean,I pick up those things” – he mimes lifting a dumbbell – and travel: ‘God, that’s too heavy. Then put them down.” Related: Keith Richards: Crosseyed Heart review – everything a fan could hope for Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com