Book Cellar reading tonight (5/5)
May 5, 2011
The image at left, from one of the great live albums, has little to do with the day I have ahead of me, except that I’ll spend some of it reading Keith Richards’ excellent recent autobiography Life and listening to the Stones, and then tonight I’ll be “live, in concert.” I don’t think any Ya-Ya’s will be involved, but I’ll be reading from Cardboard Gods tonight at the Book Cellar, a great independent bookstore here in Chicago (see full listing for the event below or on my “book tour” page). The event will also feature Billy Lombardo, Jonathan Eig, and James Finn Garner, and is sponsored by Goose Island Brewery. Admission is free, but please note the following from the Book Cellar’s page for the event: “You WILL need to RSVP if you want to attend. E-mail us (words@bookcellarinc.com) or call (773-293-2665) to put your name on the list. (It’s free!)”
THURSDAY, MAY 5, 2011
7 PM CST
The Book Cellar, 4736-38 North Lincoln Avenue, Chicago IL 60625
“Dudes Night” (Josh Wilker, Jonathan Eig, Billy Lombardo, and James Finn Garner)
Free and open to the public
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Here’s an early clip of the Stones chugging through a Chuck Berry number and then “Tell Me.” There are glimpses of some members of the rising global army of screaming, weeping teenage girls that, when amassed in large numbers, terrified Richards, according to his account of those years in his autobiography. (Three of the these girls are brought onstage at the end of the clip.) At one point around this time, after a concert, Richards was set upon by a battalion from this army that in communal blind ecstasy battered him unconscious.
Cardboard Gods 
I hope that you did not get battered unconscious by a battalion of young girls last night.
Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule…
i actually had “get yer ya-ya’s out!” on 8-track, along with “between the buttons.”
Ya-Yas! Where the between-song banter is as great as the music.
“Busted a button my trousers. Hope they don’t fall down. … You don’t want my trousers to fall down, now, do you?”
It manages to be coy and lascivious at the same time. I was a little sad when I first heard this show on bootleg and discovered that there was another sentence where the “…” is that was wisely edited out.