So for a long time, I thought Exile on Main Street was some Stones record that was kinda minor; compared to Beggar’s Banquet, Let it Bleed, Sticky Fingers, etc. I really can’t explain the attitude- it’s totally embarrassing that I just let it slip by me. I think it’s partly because when I was 16 I thought Liz Phair was this latter day feminist prophet, and her record Exile in Guyville, by her account, was a song by song response to Main Street. I believed that in doing so she was responding to what I assumed to be piggish attitudes about ladies in the lyrics, and that the Rolling Stones’ album might not be for me. Or maybe I was put off by the daunting 18 songs on Main Street’s track list.
Why am I justifying my overlooking of this record? Obviously, because I have lost several good years by not listening to it. Suffice it is to say, that if your summer party is getting super awkward, just throw Tumbling Dice, Rocks Off or Happy on the stereo. Dastardly blues, heavenly horn sections and gospely harmonies await.