Satisfaction

I turned on the TV earlier today while the Superbowl was on. I didn't watch it - I don't follow pro football. It was halftime, and the Rolling Stones were playing. Man, it was bad (and I don't mean the "good" kind of bad - as Huey Lewis and the News once succinctly stated, "Sometimes Bad is Bad"). Despite the fact that Mick Jagger was quoted as saying, "I'd rather be dead than singing Satisfaction when I'm forty-five" (in 1970, I believe), there he was, singing Satisfaction. Well, Mick, you're 65, and you're still singing Satisfaction. Hey, I appreciate the fact that he and his bandmates tried to rock out - they were moving around, they were into it, they were trying their best. Sadly, it just wasn't that good. Twenty-five years ago, the Stones at the Superbowl would have been something. In 2006, it seemed flat.

Disturbingly, Mick Jagger seemed to be channeling Babara Walters - in the midst of Satisfaction, he was singing "...and I twy, and I twy...". Makes me remember Baba Wawa's report on "Woad Wage".