By Chris Salewicz
Brian Jones, multi-instrumentalist, visionary and the 'golden boy of the '60s', was once, on the age of 27, the 1st rock casualty of his new release. a wierd, a bit of impenetrable personality, Brian Jones used to be a founding member and guiding spirit of The Rolling Stones. loved and misunderstood in equivalent degree, Jones used to be possibly the main creatively formidable cultural strength of his time, an artist whose dedication to the experimental and unique is still profoundly influential. constantly unconventional, Jones's voracious urge for food for life's extremes resulted in unheard of debauchery, drug and alcohol fuelled paranoia, and finally own damage.
27: Brian Jones is the 3rd in a chain of unique track ebooks, an bold venture analyzing the perils of genius, famous person and extra.
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Extra resources for 27: Brian Jones (The 27 Club, Book 3)
I wanted to go in and pull him away from her, but instead, I went into the bathroom, strained to empty my bladder, and returned to my bed, still hearing the sounds of pain in my ears. When my mother died, I did not believe in her death, though I was at her side when it happened. For months I searched for her in the subways, standing and watching strangers come down the stairs, following them from car to car, sometimes from station to station. I don't know why the subway intruded on me in this way, but the roar of the train was like the moans she made that night.
I learned about geisha houses, boy houses, pillow books, opium pipes, netsuke figures, Silla pots, prints by Shunsho, Hokusai, and Utamaro, No plays, and Kabuki, and I read the whole of The Tale of Genii. The crew was not much different from the one on the 33 and spent their free time gambling on the deck of our fo'c'sle. With money I'd saved aboard ship, I returned to New York in 1952, settled into painting, and had my first one-man show at the Ganso Gallery. My father came to the opening, was surprised at the number of people there, and commented on how many gentiles were friendly with me.
We often went roller-skating at the indoor rink on the edge of town. One night, a nineteen-year-old girl came along with us. She was fleshy and good-humored and wore her hair in long ringlets. I don't remember her name, but I remember she skated well. Bruno was very taken with her, and after a few beers we exchanged partners. Janet took hold of me as if she were a novice and afraid of falling. During our third or fourth turn around the rink, she pulled or pushed me so that I fell on my back, and she fell on top of me, face down.
27: Brian Jones (The 27 Club, Book 3) by Chris Salewicz