A really interesting letter from Keith Richards to his aunt Pat in 1962. He writes about the day Mick Jagger approached him at a railway station, because he was holding a Chuck Berry record under his arm - a musician that Jagger also hugely admired. It's amazing how this one piece of fate helped shape the whole future of Rock 'n' Roll.
Anyways the guy on the station, he is called Mick Jagger and all the chicks and the boys meet every Saturday morning in the 'Carousel' some juke-joint. Well one morning in Jan I was walking past and decided to look him up. Everybody's all over me I get invited to about 10 parties. Beside that Mick is the greatest R&B singer this side of the Atlantic and I don't mean maybe.