I have lived a continuing saga of getting the Rolling Stones to use the negatives that I shot back in 1970 while touring with them. I was managing the Buddy Guy & Junior Wells Band and they opened dates in Europe for about eight weeks.
I have good stuff of them onstage but I also have photographs that I took in airports, restaurants, backstage, etc. I tried hard not to make it “Mick & the Boys” by making sure that I had pictures of Keith, Charlie, Bill and Mick Taylor.
I used four pictures of Junior giving Mick a backstage harmonica lesson in my first book, “Between Midnight and Day,” but nothing else has been publishing. That’s a dozen rolls of film sitting around for 42 years.
I thought I had a deal a year or more ago when they came looking for Sixties era images because of a major reissue from their back catalog. I send some JPGs and we talked money and they finally said, “Instead of all this picking and choosing, would you sell the negatives for one lump sum of money?”
So I told them that I was getting up in years (I’m already dead in dog years) and had no heirs who would represent the collection so . . . sure, make me an offer.
They said that Mick wanted to be brought up to date on the situation and viagra without a prescription that I’d hear from them.
Not . . .
So now it is Summer, 2012, and I am contacted via email by a production company that it working on a huge release of film, DVD, CD and book to make their 50th anniversary in 2013. They have heard of my collection and they want to know if I want to be a part of it.
I send them an email that explains my ‘less than rewarding’ history with the group but I’m a tramp on the street so show me the money and I’ll follow you anywhere.
I have checked the web site on his email signature and it is a film production company with major credits. It says they are working with the Stones on a major production and it gives a link to the Stones site. So I go there and, yes indeed, the Stones detail the project which verifies this guy as being the real thing.
They ask for some JPG last night so I start to send them. My phone rings after I have sent a few and it is the guy getting the images and he is wild with enthusiasm at what he is seeing. I am getting more love than Mark Zuckerberg in a whore house.
So that’s where we are right now. The guy that I sent images to was forwarding them on to the producer and other war lords. So here we go again . . . about to get that glow again . . .
I just hope that Mick doesn’t to be a part of the process . . .