Through The Past Darkly - Part II.
A Very Special Year
1964 was a special year. The Rolling Stones became international stars with international tours, recorded their first album and Brian kept breaking the chains of his early life.
The first example of that would be in april, “when Brian moved out of Linda Lawerence’s parents’ house and into an apartment in Belgravia, London”. A little before, satisfied with their sucess, Brian remarked in May 12th:
“Now we’re going to America next month and I think I’ve finally proved to those people who said I was always doing the wrong thing that I’ve been right all along. I’ve got somewhere by doing things my own way. It’s been fun and we’ve had some laughs.”
Unfortunately, several dramas also began in 1964. Brian started feeling left out because he wasn’t writing songs and some of his compositions, like “I Can’t Be Satisfied”, a solo he considered one of his best, was taken out of the american edition of . Also, during the American Tour, his fragile health showed to be an obstacle:
“The Rolling Stones end their second American tour with concerts for the first time in Milwaukee (Wisconsin), Fort Wayne (Indiana), Dayton (Ohio), Louisville (Kentucky) and Chicago. Brian Jones misses all concerts except the last, because of bronchitis and exhaustion.”
Ian Stewart would define: “He was certainly ill all right, but he didn’t do anything to help himself, he aggravated it by taking too much of something, and generally behaved very stupidly. I tell you what, he nearly got hoofed out there and then. He hadn’t really contributed anything on those record dates. He was either stoned or pissed or just sick, and they got fed up with him.”
Finally, Brian and Linda Lawrence split up in december. Many of the truest and most lovely views on Brian came from Linda and she’s said a few words about the ‘writing crisis’:
“(A) beam of light… flashed across his face when he wrote something he liked. (Writing for Brian) was like talking to somebody. He was always writing poems and words for songs on little pieces of paper. Obviously, I loved them. They were romantic, sort of spiritual, like Donovan’s… about his feelings. I would encourage him to do his own things but he would say, They’re not finished. That was his excuse all the time.”