...Or something like that.

He's been my friend since we were just kids. Most people can't hear about one of us or think of one of us without automatically thinking of the other. We've laughed together, cried together, gone to prison together, and now it's only fitting that we both show up here together.

Oh, who the hell am I kidding. Mick is finally here! He's fucking fantastic, and I'm certain he will fill any void you happen to be feeling in your life at this very moment. So in other words, GO ADD HIM. michaeljagger

Mick, it's about time you showed up! This place isn't going to know what hit it!

After spending time with Ronnie last week, as I spoke of in my previous post that I only posted yesterday, I was in shock to get a phone call soon after, from his wife Jo, completely furious, screaming at me for what Ronnie had supposedly done, acting as though I knew something about it.  He checked into rehab for the seventh time yesterday evening.  Having been through rehab more times than I care to mention, I know how hard it is, and for Ronnie to be having such a difficult time with it, I just wish there was something I could do.  He's in for drug and alcohol addiction, the alcohol part making me feel a bit on the guilty side since we are drinking mates, but the drug side I gave up years ago.  It just kills me to see him struggling so much, and now with Jo beyond being livid with him, it's the last thing he needs.  He just needs support, and I guess I'm going to go see him.  After all, they all know me by name at the rehabilitation facilities, and that's certainly not something I'm proud of, but as it goes, it's just a part of life.  If it helped me, it can help anyone.  Now I just need to make sure Ronnie knows that.

Please, think kind thoughts for Ronnie, and if you're a pal, pay him a visit.  He needs all the love he can get.

Trust me, it wasn't expected.   I decided to pay a visit to Ronnie last week, and let him try out the new guitar I've been playing around with, and lo and behold, that familiar red Ferrari was parked on the gravel drive.  Always one to crash a party, I walked in, and there was good ol' reliable Rod, spiked up blond hair and all.  Of course I had to poke fun at he and Ronnie saying that both of them should try out a new hairstyle for a change, though it backfired pretty fucking quick when Rod told me to try out washing my hair.  I do wash it, for the record.  There, it's even in writing.  So shut up.

It wasn't too bad though, probably because I had a few drinks and it made Rod more tolerable.  Did find out, however, that he's stealing my Ronnie away from me most likely, for a reunion tour with Ian and Kenney and the Faces later this year.  Granted, we did steal Ronnie from them back in the 70s, but this is different, because it's the other way around.  Though, if you ask Ronnie, he'll just tell you he's been a stand in for thirty years and that we never officially asked him to be in the band.  All lies!  We did ask him!  Though we were more than likely stoned and inebriated at the time, who would have guessed?!

It should be good though, I'll catch their gig in London if they do one around these parts, and then we're going to be hitting the road again late 2009 or early 2010, we're still working out specifics, but The Rolling Stones are soon coming back to a neighborhood near you!  Lock up the women, the children, and all your good booze, trust me.

I got sidetracked, where was I? Oh yes, Rod.  He and I have a special relationship.  We either love each other to the smallest little pieces, or else we feel like tossing our lunch at the mere sight of one-another.  Luckily, this was one of the more amicable times, and I put on a great big smile for Ronnie, since he and Rod are close.  However, that afternoon the other day gave me enough Rod to last me awhile, and I'll bet he feels the same about me.

Oh well, you win some, you lose some.  But it sure feels better to win, doesn't it?  And since Ronnie's going to be stuck with Rod for a tour, and seeing him every single day... I think I won this time!

Got to cut this short now though, Mick's here with some sushi.  The man knows the way to my heart!

Oh Jesus. I really need to stop playing chicken with the 6 week milestone. One of these days it's going to jump up and bite me in the ass, and before I know it, I'll be kicked out and all sorts of other nasty things, and have to start all over. And, face it, nobody likes starting all over, am I right?

The past several weeks have been spent playing around in the studio a bit. I recently picked up a new guitar, a custom Fender Telecaster Thinline. Stylistically, it's reminiscent of the Nocaster guitars from the early 50s when I was a kid, and boy, does this guitar sound sweet. The body of the guitar is ash, with a one-piece straight-grain maple neck, custom-wound pickups, and a vintage bridge. The best part is, it's a vintage Blonde Relic, which means it looks fucking amazing. I'll probably tweak it a bit more to my liking, but I have to say, I'm really enjoying this new toy of mine.

Ah! On the 29th of this month you should all run to the stores, waving and screaming, and buy the Shine A Light movie on DVD or blu-ray disc.  It's fantastic, and especially good for those of you who were unable to catch it at your local IMAX theatre.  Oh, who the hell am I kidding?  In short, it's a fucking amazing rock film from our 2006 tour, directed by Martin Scorsese, and gives you an in-depth behind the scenes look into how the Rolling Stones machine really works (if you're brave enough to give it a look, haha!).  If you don't believe me?  Check out the trailer.  I'm nice enough to include it for all of you.

Good God, it's been a long time. According to my info page on here, it's been 4 weeks. The saddest part is, I don't have all that much to post about! Not that I haven't been doing anything, I have, I just haven't felt there was anything noteworthy to say. But, I digress. For those of you who were unable to catch Shine A Light in theatres, it's on its way to DVD! So mark your calenders for July 29th, kiddies, and head out to pick it up! It's better than any other live DVD we've got, in my opinion. I could be biased though.

Yesterday, Charlie, Ronnie, and I all invaded the Jagger estate, and bothered Mick for the afternoon. We even played around in his studio awhile, since we've been writing some again, and wanted to see if we could still play. Good news - we can! We actually sounded pretty fucking great. We sat down on the veranda in the evening, and over drinks we talked and reminisced, I guess we are just a bunch of lousy old sods now. All we were missing was a shotgun and a blind bloodhound so we could yell at kids to get out of the yard. It was great, though. The subject of conversation then turned to "the good old days", AKA the Dark Ages where all of us (aside from Charlie) were so hopped up on God knows what, we don't remember much at all. We realized then that it's been 39 years next month since Brian Jones died. He was an asshole, sure, but it's still sad that he's gone. He played some mean maracas.

Otherwise, might I direct your attention to the most beautiful girl I know, who's decided to grace us all with her presence - richardsalex. I hope she doesn't get pissed at me for letting everyone know about her, but it's my god given right to be a proud papa, and to embarrass my children. If only I knew where that naked baby picture was, haha!

Oh Jesus, I can't believe I didn't update all of you for so long. I know you all must be dying to know what old Keith has been up to!

All the five thousand three hundred and seventy two premiers of Shine A Light were fucking great (and yes, that's the actual number, I counted...). There were great fans, the press was good about it and not too pushy, and it was fun to be out with Mick, Charlie, and Ronnie again. The soundtrack album is up to #2 on the UK charts, and is doing great elsewhere around this lovely planet, so I couldn't be happier with the outcome! Mick and I have been tossing around ideas about another tour too, so keep your eyes and ears open, kiddies.

During one of the interviews we gave over the past few weeks since Shine A Light premiered, I was asked by one clever interviewer how I was feeling, you know, since I'm supposedly immortal and all that. I told him I was feeling great, which I am, and he asked whether my outlook on life has changed any since, what I now call, "The Coconut Tree Incident".

( I've got a lova-ley bunch of coconuts )

As I always say. Good to be here, good to be anywhere. Cheers!

I feel liberated! Sort of. We received word (we being me and the guys) that the city of Blackpool has officially lifted their Rolling Stones ban. About fucking time, if I do say so myself. Even though, we didn't particularly care if they ever did or not, because after 44 years, I'd say we did pretty well without worrying about performing a gig there. We were just kids when it happened too, back in 64. It wasn't even our fault, either. They should've banned their young people from being bloody nutjobs instead. They rioted after a show, tore down some chandeliers and wrecked a piano, no big deal really, nobody died. Someone did spit at Brian though, but who cares? I'VE spit at Brian.

Joke's on Blackpool though, I've been there on numerous occasions since the ban. Can't keep me away!

We'll see about ever playing a show there. But it was nice of them to wait 44 fucking years to lift the ban, since, you know, half those fans aren't even there anymore and we're still the trouble-making long haired kids from London we always were. I'll never understand the government.

Every day I show up it looks like more people have added me, which is great. I just look forward to talking to more people on AIM since I went through all the trouble of setting up a name (which at my age is a fucking amazing accomplishment). And of course getting to know all you fine people.

It's only a couple of weeks now until the UK premiere of Shine a Light, and we've got contests going on all over the place for fans to attend with us. Our website, on facebook, and God knows where else, all I know is there's already been millions - not thousands - millions of entries for that. For only a couple drawings, Christ. At least we know people will go see the damn film, though. We were worried it may not bring the crowds, but now we just have to beat the sales records for an IMAX movie. Now, this isn't 3D, I know, but for God's sake, Hannah Montana? That little chick with the wig in America? We CAN'T let her hold all the records, come on. U2 made a damn valiant effort, and they would've beaten her if they hadn't booked all the theaters with her shit during the day and theirs after dark. 6 shows a day versus something like 2 or 3. of course she'll sell the most. But come on, the Rolling fucking Stones can beat a 14 or 15 or whatever age she is chick in a wig. Now, help me prove it.

Lately I've been hanging with Ronnie, he's working on some new artwork now and another solo album, so he's been keeping busier than hell. I'm playing on a couple of his solo tracks too, so it gives me an excuse to hover around and cause trouble. But damn, that guy's art blows me away every time. I have one of his portraits of me hanging in my sitting room, it's hard to believe that guy can create something like that. That's nothing against him, but I'm lucky if I can draw a damn stick figure that doesn't look deformed to shit. He's working on another of me now as Captain Teague from the Pirates movie, I told him good luck, but as always, it's coming out fucking fantastic. Makes me wonder why he became a rock star and not some big arteest, though I'm glad he did. I don't think I could've stood Mick Taylor longer than he was around. Not to mention I got another best mate outta the deal.

Enough about me. How are you?

I'd have to say I'm surprised as hell how many people are actually around here. I've already made somewhere around 20 new friends, which to me is a damn amazing feat since at my age, new friends don't tend to come around too often. If you're reading this, thanks for the warm welcome you all gave to me. I wasn't sure if I'd be liked or hated, or what, but now I'm here, and you're here, so now we've just got to live together in peace, love, and harmony, and all that crap. And, what delightful crap it is, too.

So, I tried getting on AIM last night, and I succeeded, for about 5 minutes at a fucking time. The damn thing kept kicking me off, so I gave up. I'll likely try again later, but Jesus. Every time I'd say something about how the damn machine was the bane of my existence, it'd kick me off again. We'll see how round two goes tonight. I'm optimistic.

So, what has old Keith Richards been up to lately, you may be asking? Not a whole hell of a lot. I've been spending time with Mick, Charlie, and Ronnie and talking with Martin (Scorsese, isn't that fucking awesome? I can't believe I'm on a first name basis with the guy) about promoting our new film called Shine a Light, due out around the beginning of April to IMAX screens all over the place. Trust me, you haven't seen the Rolling Stones until you've seen us on a three-storey high movie screen.

I really can't think of anything else to say right now, my creative output has reached its maximum for the day, so now I need to go re-fuel. Ha. Thanks for coming around, and keep an eye on this place for other happenings within my mind. I promise it won't be that disturbing. Also don't forget you can catch me on AIM at BlitzkriegKeef, given the damn machine doesn't explode in the mean time.

I'm still working on getting this thing set up.  I may be quick with the guitar, but this internet thing takes me a little longer.  A little patience won't kill you.  Trust me, I'd know.