Sympathy for the Devil - The Rolling Stones y Hells Angels

Siendo adolescente me compré un CD que formaba parte de un coleccionable de directos míticos del rock. La primera entrega constaba de un recopilatorio donde además de temas de Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin o The Doors, estaba Sympathy for the Devil del tristemente célebre concierto de Altamont que organizaron The Rolling Stones en el que tocaron junto a grupos americanos como Jefferson Airplane o Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young y en el que no se les ocurrió otra cosa que contratar a Los Ángeles del Infierno como personal de seguridad.

En el libreto interno, recuerdo que decía como Keith Richards tocaba un solo de guitarra muy inspirado (ácido decía el libreto) al retomar el concierto tras las palabras de Mick Jagger (Brothers and sisters! Brothers and sisters!) incitando a la calma después de unos altercados. Más tarde supe que uno de los Angelitos apuñaló a un tipo y se montó un cristo del copón.

Mucho tiempo después, leyendo una entrevista a uno de los Hells Angels que estuvo allí (no recuerdo si era el jefe o algo así) contaba que Los Rolling quisieron parar el concierto y que los moteros dijeron que de eso nada, que siguieran tocando. Ante la negativa del grupo a seguir tocando, uno de los tipos encañonó con su pistola a Keith Richards y amenazó con dispararle si paraban de tocar. 

Así que ya sabemos que el mítico guitarrista tocó un solo de guitarra único y muy motivado, porque no morir es una de las más altas motivaciones.

El vídeo pertenece al documental Gimme Shelter y por eso se puede ver a Mick Jagger visionando imágenes del propio concierto.

Espero que os guste 

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