This 1969 clip is obviously just after Brian Jones died. It is one of my favourite slow Rollers songs from the Rolling Stones. It has some good words, but my only memories of the Stones in the 1960s was when my elders were ridiculing them as anti-Christ wayward young men, who needed hair cuts and so forth. As a kid I thought adults were always right and though I always liked the Stone's songs, I tried not to like them too much. When I got older, I thought they were terrific because I was going through my adolescent time and enjoyed the notion of being a tad rebellious. I was tweaking the nose of danger and staying out till late.