I've had this photo on my wall for years, I'm in love with the Keith Richards/Mick Jagger dynamic (Keith: "For some reason Mick has a hard-on about me...") and all the Villa Nellcote stories. I almost like reading about the Stones even more than listening to them. (Almost). What I never realised until today was that my cowboy of choice, Gram Parsons, was all this time sitting there just out of frame. 
And the Keef/Gram relationship is even more interesting. I'm halfway through re-reading Twenty Thousand Roads, a really excellent Gram bio, and I've started in on Keith's reminisces and I'm almost at the point where their two stories start converging. For the time being I'll leave you with the ever-astute Miss Pamela's observings of them, directly after Altamont: "Gram was there, leaning against the wall wearing black leather and eye makeup, nodding out. Keith was wearing cowboy clothes. It looked like they were turning into each other".
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