A lovely rendering by Mick, of the road, the loneliness of the road. The emptiness of "strangers sending nothing to my mind". Feeling cold and hollow and coked-out, tossing aside the shiny stage clothes for something warm, riding on a tour bus in the middle of nowhere, not even a radio signal to keep you company. Yearning for the comfort of your woman and your bed and feeling very far away.
Terrific song, terrific record - one of the Stones' finest in both regards.
I completely agree with your interpretation. This is one of those songs that gives you fairly clear and distinct lyrics, which lead down one very specific path. It's about life on the road. "Just another mad mad day on the road....."
I completely agree with your interpretation. This is one of those songs that gives you fairly clear and distinct lyrics, which lead down one very specific path. It's about life on the road. "Just another mad mad day on the road....."
A lovely rendering by Mick, of the road, the loneliness of the road. The emptiness of "strangers sending nothing to my mind". Feeling cold and hollow and coked-out, tossing aside the shiny stage clothes for something warm, riding on a tour bus in the middle of nowhere, not even a radio signal to keep you company. Yearning for the comfort of your woman and your bed and feeling very far away.
Terrific song, terrific record - one of the Stones' finest in both regards.
I completely agree with your interpretation. This is one of those songs that gives you fairly clear and distinct lyrics, which lead down one very specific path. It's about life on the road. "Just another mad mad day on the road....."
I completely agree with your interpretation. This is one of those songs that gives you fairly clear and distinct lyrics, which lead down one very specific path. It's about life on the road. "Just another mad mad day on the road....."