Let me tell you a little story; it’s rather lyrical. My obsession with Mick Jagger and The Rolling Stones started along time ago, when “time was on my side”. My room was plastered with Stones posters, including the ceiling (I wanted to make sure he was the first and last thing I looked at each day). I would listen to him sing to me such beautiful words like, “let’s spend the night together, now I need you more than ever” and “I’ll never be your beast of burden, all I want is for you to make love to me”. I knew it was “just my imagination runnin’ away with me”, but my boyfriend at the time (Steve) couldn’t take it. We would get in fights constantly over my love for Mick. He even threatened to break up with me over it, that’s when I changed my name to Julie Jagger. (Not legally, although it does have a good ring to it.)
Fast forward to last weekend. I was waiting for my son to get out of Karate class, and at 11:45 KLOS announced the Stones were doing a surprise concert at the Echoplex that night and tickets would go on sale at noon. The Echoplex is a small venue and they were selling 350 tickets at $20.00 each.
I started calling the box office, but no answer, I dropped everything and logged online, but still nothing. So, I called Steve (the ex I’ve remained friends with over the years) who owns Hollywood Music Magazine and knows every single promoter, producer, club owner and musician in LA. And guess what? He threw up a fight we had in 1979 over Jagger in my face and we got into another fight about the date, then he accused me of having a 30 year emotional affair with Mick. (And just for the record, there’s no way we got in a fight in 1979, that would mean I was 12. And hello? What mother lets her 12-year-old daughter date a long-haired guy in a band who drives? It was 1982!!!)
He was NOT going to help me get tickets and I was NOT having any sympathy for the devil!
“I can’t get no satisfaction!”
I remembered my sister Holly had been in LA the night before at the Viper Room so I called her. And guess what? She was on a tour bus! She just moved down from Seattle and still hasn’t got all of the touristy things out of her system. (“American girls want everything in the world you can possibly imagine!”) She was almost as upset as I was, but managed to make it to the box office an hour late only to meet a line of people 4 blocks long.
“I sit and watch as tears go by.”
So, yesterday I decided to trace my roots. I drove to the house in Anaheim where I grew up to see if my cement carvings were still there, and they were! (I remember my mom wasn’t too thrilled when she noticed this.) It brought back good memories of my love for music, fashion and of course Mick!. Oh, and look at the date (end of argument).
Perhaps Mick has inspired my fashion career, I mean just look at those diverse outfits. His wardrobe is different every time, eclectic, and not married to one idea or look. And, maybe I have had an emotional affair, but that’s kind of hard when the other person doesn’t even know you exist. (Hopefully this outreach will change that.) Even though I didn’t get tickets to the intimate show, “once you start me up, I’ll never stop.” My destiny with Mick awaits!
If you’re reading this, please come to my store in Fullerton while you’re here in town. It’s called Roadkill Ranch & Boutique and is located at 119 E. Commonwealth Ave. You’ve inspired me throughout the years and I have something for you! I’m over my teenage lust, I promise. (Fingers crossed behind back.) Oh, and bring the rest of the band too, I’d love to see them. Also, if you want to send me some back stage passes that would be awesome. I know, “you can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need!”
Julie Rasmussen (AKA Julie Jagger)
PS I’ve got a really good idea! How about when you play in Anaheim, you call up your biggest Anaheim girl fan, (that would be me) who carved your name in her mother’s freshly poured concrete, and we sing Beast of Burden together? OMG! Brilliant! I’ll start practicing. “There’s no time to lose, catch your dreams before they slip away!” I’m serious!
Click here to see one of my favorite songs live.