'If there'd been any question bout whether the Stones could keep the quality up without Brian Jones, the release of Honky Tonk Woman the day after his funeral settled it. The clunking cowbell was weird, Charlie Watt's downbeat an epitome of white funk, and the country bluestang of Keith's guitar cinced the issue. Even Jagger's vocal, nicely layered with echo, rang with malicious conviction. Of course, the lyric was stupid and sexist but when you're dancing this hard, it can take a couple of years to notice.'
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