September 18, 2002
BY JIM DeROGATIS POP MUSIC CRITIC
“The world’s greatest rock ’n’ roll band” has
always been a bit of a misnomer for the Rolling Stones. Not necessarily
because of the hyperbole of that claim, but because that has never been
[ital] all [ital] that the Rolling Stones are.
During a relatively intimate performance before
4,500 people at the Aragon Ballroom on Monday—the third and last Chicago
show on the first leg of the band’s tour—the Stones opted out of the arena
rock that has dominated stadium extravaganzas of recent years, choosing
instead to show the range and depth of their musical ambitions.
Since the band had promised to deliver “themed”
shows during the small-venue gigs on this tour, and it has been highlighting
a different one of its classic albums with five or six songs during each of
the bigger shows, many fans expected that Chicago’s “club” gig would be
heavy on the blues that initially inspired the long-running superstars.
We did indeed get some of that, as opening act
Dr. John joined the group to deliver a spirited cover of “I Just Want to
Make Love to You,” the Willie Dixon tune whose definitive version came from
the great Muddy Waters (who also loaned the Stones their name).
Mick Jagger introduced the tune by saying
something about Chicago’s legendary Chess Studio, where the band first met
Muddy, but the exact comment was lost to the equally famous mud of the
notorious sound pit that is the Aragon. (The venue was also hotter,
sweatier, and more disgusting than I’ve ever seen it in 10 years of
reviewing there—though that was also part of its perverse charm.)
Yet rather than offering a back porch hootenanny
from the Delta, the musical menu was surprisingly varied as the Stones
branched out to give us reggae (with an endearingly awkward version of Peter
Tosh’s take on the Temptations’ “Walk and Don’t Look Back”), disco (a fiery
and funky “Dance Part 1”), country (Ron Wood took to the pedal steel for a
sloppy but wonderful “Torn & Frayed”), and up-tempo R&B (with the horn
section leading the way through “Everybody Needs Somebody to Love”).
Curiously, though this was billed a show “for
the fans,” and the band took great effort with ID-checks and an elaborate
voucher system to assure that few of the $50 tickets would fall into the
hands of scalpers, the audience’s response to these fabulous musical detours
was lackluster, compared to the rabid glee with which they greeted the
greatest hits at the opening and closing of the performance.
For years, Jagger and guitarist Keith Richards
have said that they have chosen conservative and predictable set lists
because that is what the fans who pay top-dollar expect and demand. It was
sad to see that borne out to some extent, but it was to the Stones’
credit—and the hardcore fans’ true rejoicing—that the band finally decided
to dig a bit deeper into a catalog that truly is one of the greatest
treasures in pop-music history.
And it wasn’t as if the lovers of classic-rock
radio didn’t get some of what they wanted. The band also tore through
predictable but exciting versions of “Start Me Up,” “Jumpin’ Jack Flash,”
“Brown Sugar,” and Keith’s ubiquitous solo showcase, “Happy.”
There was also an added bonus with a high-octane
celebrity cameo as U2’s Bono sauntered onto the stage in his trademark
sunglasses to trade choruses with Jagger on a rollicking run through “It’s
Only Rock and Roll.” As the band jammed out the ending of the tune, Bono’s
chant of “Going to a go-go” was adopted by Jagger to become “Going to
Chicago,” instantly becoming a moment that this city’s fans will cherish
forever.
Throughout, Jagger’s moves were lithe and
limber, though as he nears age 60, he spaces the dance numbers out with
tunes that allow him to take a breather while he dons an acoustic guitar
(“Torn & Frayed”) or sits at the keyboards (“Worried About You”). Still, on
the latter, he gave his vocals more of a workout than they’ve received
onstage in quite some time, gamely catapulting into the higher regions of a
still-impressive falsetto.
As always, one of the major joys of seeing the
Stones in concert was witnessing the deft interaction of Richards and
drummer Charlie Watts, who remains rock’s great minimalist groove master.
But a freshly rehabbed Wood was also in fine form, especially when he
stepped forward to trade incendiary solos with Richards on “Can’t You Hear
Me Knocking.”
Longtime Stones fans know better than to buy
into the ever-present talk that “this could be the last time” (especially
because the group is already talking about return to Chicago on a second leg
of the tour). But if the Stones do in fact opt to retire from the stage at
the end of this jaunt, however long it lasts, they will have bid us farewell
in fine form indeed.
SET LIST
Start Me Up
Live With Me
Rocks Off
Hand of Fate
Torn & Frayed
Worried About You
Everybody Needs Somebody to Love
Walk and Don’t Look Back
Dance Part 1
Bitch
Slipping Away
Happy
It’s Only Rock and Roll
I Just Want to Make Love to You
Honky Tonk Woman
Rip This Joint
Can’t You Hear Me Knocking
Jumping Jack Flash
Brown Sugar
Encore: Tumblin’ Dice
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