If you get a chance to see Hail, Hail, Rock N' Roll, do. It's quite good:
Twenty years ago, a camera crew and some of the world's biggest rock stars ventured to St. Louis to help Chuck Berry celebrate his 60th birthday.They were lucky to survive the experience.
The famously prickly "father of rock 'n' roll" shook down the filmmakers for a big bag of cash every day, almost started a prison riot, belittled his protege Keith Richards, hit on the female producer and then lost his voice for the climactic all-star concerts before a hometown crowd.
I'd love to come across the 1992 issue of Spy that detailed coprophiliac Chuck's fondness for a morning link. His quote of "I want my breakfast!" was my platoon's rallying cry for a month.
Posted by floridacracker at June 23, 2006 01:29 PMI remember my partner telling me about that article. Ever since then, I've tried not to think about CB, much less listen ("Mabelene" notwithstanding); jeez, what a sick perv!
Posted by: carl in Atlanta at June 23, 2006 07:06 PMI had no idea. I still don't have a clear idea...but that's ok, I'll pass.
It's not that I want to preserve some CB mental references...it's just that the area of the mind that stores such things in my head has way too much junk in it already. I think it was that guy I helped clean off the tracks that time.
Posted by: csason at June 23, 2006 07:20 PMWe were reading my copy outloud in formation. Chuck owns some businesses and got busted for having cameras inside the commodes of the ladies' room. Then gals came forward to talk about the coprophilia, and Spy was there.
What a fun magazine.
Owen- my dad has a lot of railroad track-type stories. This Chuck Berry one is just funny and silly.
Posted by: Donnah at June 23, 2006 09:14 PM