The Rolling Stones ‎– Sticky Fingers Live

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1 Sway 3:37
2 Dead Flowers 4:13
3 Wild Horses 4:41
4 Sister Morphine 5:55
5 You Gotta Move 3:38
6 Bitch 4:27
7 Can't You Hear Me Knocking 7:21
8 I Got The Blues 4:29
9 Moonlight Mile 4:41
10 Brown Sugar 7:22

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Recorded May 20, 2015, at the Fonda Theatre in Los Angeles.

℗ 2015 Promotone B.V under exclusive licence to Universal International Music B.V.

Other Versions (5 of 16) View All

Cat# Artist Title (Format) Label Cat# Country Year
SUBLP04 The Rolling Stones America's Most Wanted(LP, Ltd, Unofficial, Ora) Subsounds Ltd. SUBLP04 Belgium 2016 Sell This Version
SUBLP04 The Rolling Stones America's Most Wanted(LP, Ltd, Unofficial, Whi) Subsounds Ltd. SUBLP04 Europe 2015 Sell This Version
WOW-CD 54 The Rolling Stones Sticky Fingers Live(CD, Album, Unofficial) Way Of Wizard Records WOW-CD 54 Unknown Sell This Version
SP-0009 The Rolling Stones Sticky Fingers Live(CD, Ltd, Num, Unofficial) Scallywag Productions SP-0009 UK 2015 Sell This Version
ERBRD5335 The Rolling Stones Sticky Fingers Live At The Fonda Theatre(Blu-ray) Rolling Stones Records ERBRD5335 Europe 2017 Sell This Version

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November 29, 2016

From a dark an mysterious album, a mere footstep outside of the psychedelic 60’s, where half of the songs mention explicit drug use, and most of the others reference them, The Rolling Stones unveiled this masterpiece before a audience of a mere 1200, in the white line fevered town of LA, little knowing the profound effect this release would have on the world of rock n’ roll ... not to mention the social culture for all time to come.

It’s high time this quality recording made its way into the public specter, though poorly recorded cassettes have been traded hand to hand over the years in back alleys and shaded parks, like some illicit transaction, merely hinting at what so few had witnessed that heady night.

Several years later in Philadelphia, under strange strange skies, stoked to the gills, like some female Kef Richards stumbling in ecstasy, surprised that I’d survived that night alive and intact, I finally got to hear these songs flow in and through my being. The communal climax of the night has never left me, the crowd moving and breathing as one, the band driving us on, and we them, marking me, and everyone else in the house that evening with a shimmering smile that to this very day sends shivers down my spine.

The night air was cool on my skin as I stepped from the theater, a cop tipped his hat to me as I swaggered to my MG, surprised to find my roof had been slit, with only the cigarette lighter stolen, meaning there’d be no sweet smoke on the long ride home, which was probably best ... leaving echoes of what you’re about to hear, ringing in my ears.

Review by Jenell Kesler