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Boston Globe
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- Boston Globe
The priesthood, or rock 'n' roll? How the Stones inspired me to break my grandmother's heart.
Advertisement Mick wrote the words, and Keith helped make them better. With the other Rolling Stones, they flew to Chicago and recorded the track at Chess Records on the South Side, 25 miles east of my family's house. They'd just performed three pretty good songs on Ed Sullivan, but none were as good as this new one. No song was, really. One mag said Keith used special tuning and something called a fuzzbox to make his guitar sound so aggro and dirty. Get The Gavel A weekly SCOTUS explainer newsletter by columnist Kimberly Atkins Stohr. Enter Email Sign Up Five years before that, our Grandma Grace had moved from the Bronx to our new house in Lisle, Ill. Her husband had died back in 1928, and she loved telling me about my namesake grandfather — mine-laying sailor during the war, stalwart teetotaler, devout and pious Catholic — and how much he respected Jesuits, how thrilled he'd be to look down from heaven and watch me serve on God's altar. I was 9. 'My little lamb,' she called me, as in Lamb of God. Advertisement Next thing I knew, she'd landed a job as the secretary at our parish's rectory and talked Father Fred into letting me start serving mass two years early. I became the youngest altar boy in the history of St. Joan of Arc! But that was just part of her plan. After serving at masses, weddings, and baptisms from fourth through eighth grade, for high school I would attend St. Stanislaus Jesuit Seminary in Florissant, Mo., where I'd 'accept the gift of celibacy.' After four years there and four more at a Jebby university, I'd be ordained as a Jesuit priest. As she drove me to and from the 6:15 a.m. masses I served almost daily, Grandma Grace told me that if a boy became a Jesuit priest, his grandparents, parents, brothers, and sisters would all go straight to heaven the moment they died, skipping what could be dozens or even millions of years in purgatory. 'Most indulgences remove only some of the penance,' she said, 'but a plenary indulgence, like when you get ordained, removes all of it.' I promised her many times I would do it. I didn't think that lifelong celibacy was a deal-breaker, if I thought about it at all. Plus I was proud to be able to spare my whole family the stinging, cleansing fires — cooler than hell's, but still pretty hot — so our souls could all zoom up to heaven the second we passed away. Advertisement Our plan stayed on track until I was 12 or 13, when what celibacy forbids started sinking in. What the hell had I been thinking? For months and months, I seesawed back and forth about breaking my promise, though I forgot about the whole thing for long stretches during football or baseball season. As the summer between eighth grade and the seminary rolled around, 'Satisfaction' was on the radio all the time, most predictably when WLS counted down to the No. 1 song every night at 10 o'clock. My parents would be watching TV downstairs, and I'd turn it up as loud as I dared. I dug when Mick sang, 'He can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke the same cigarettes as me,' because my friends and I were smoking them too, especially when we played poker. Keith, Mick, Charlie, and Brian all smoked, sometimes while playing onstage. The biggest difference was, they never had to get haircuts; we couldn't avoid them because our parents were so strict. Mick is 'tryin' to make some girl,' though he's obviously made a few others. But the coolest thing was that even Mick couldn't 'get no satisfaction' that summer, since we couldn't get any ourselves. In late July, the paperwork for St. Stanislaus had to be signed, and I somehow found the courage to tell Grandma and my parents that instead of the seminary, I wanted to go to St. Procopius, the all-boys prep school right there in Lisle. Thank God, whom I no longer completely believed in, that my dad supported the switch, because he secretly hoped I'd become a good Catholic businessman and usher, like him. If he hadn't, I'd be Stanislaus-bound. Advertisement Grandma was stunned, which killed me and her son. She couldn't have known that in 1999 I'd name my fourth child after her. All she knew was that in five years I'd gone from being probably her favorite kid (there were six of us now, and counting) to an undevout promise-breaker. She said she no longer recognized me, and not because I was taller than she was and had whiskers. 'In here,' she said, touching her heart. When she asked why I changed my mind, I wasn't sure what to say, but I didn't want to lie. 'Maybe I'll change it back while I'm at Proco,' I said. Proco was Benedictine but Catholic, I reminded her, and half the teachers were priests. Their motto was U.I.O.G.D., 'Ut in Omnibus Glorificetur Deus' — That in all things God may be glorified. Grandma just sniffed, shook her head, looking down and away, like she did when she really wanted you to know how disappointed she was. If I'd been totally honest, I would've told her girls, sports, poker, and 'Satisfaction.' That whatever's the opposite of becoming a priest is what the words and Keith's riff are about.
Sydney Morning Herald
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- Sydney Morning Herald
After 60 years, even Mick Jagger can finally get some satisfaction
As rock anniversaries go, 60 years is quite the milestone. Consider what the world looked like on June 4, 1965, the day (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction was released by the Rolling Stones: humanity yet to set foot on the moon, communism ruling Eastern Europe, war escalating in Vietnam, and it would be two years until the Beatles released Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction turned the big 2-0 as then UK prime minister Margaret Thatcher stared down striking coalminers in 1985, and space shuttles orbited the planet, Uluru was handed back to traditional owners and MTV took over a generation. On its 40th anniversary, in the wake of September 11, the 'Axis of Evil', Iraq and Afghanistan, we spoke of the song on the internet (that's what we called it then) and wondered how the Rolling Stones' lead singer, Mick Jagger, could still do it. Could still do anything, really. A few years later, we shared clips – originals, live performances, tributes – using these new little phones we kept in our pockets that were 100,000 times more powerful than the computer that landed that spacecraft on the moon a generation earlier. And the world kept on changing, moving, relentlessly pushing forward: Trump, COVID, more Trump. But 60 years on – we're still singing the song and humming that riff.
The Age
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- The Age
After 60 years, even Mick Jagger can finally get some satisfaction
As rock anniversaries go, 60 years is quite the milestone. Consider what the world looked like on June 4, 1965, the day (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction was released by the Rolling Stones: humanity yet to set foot on the moon, communism ruling Eastern Europe, war escalating in Vietnam, and it would be two years until the Beatles released Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction turned the big 2-0 as then UK prime minister Margaret Thatcher stared down striking coalminers in 1985, and space shuttles orbited the planet, Uluru was handed back to traditional owners and MTV took over a generation. On its 40th anniversary, in the wake of September 11, the 'Axis of Evil', Iraq and Afghanistan, we spoke of the song on the internet (that's what we called it then) and wondered how the Rolling Stones' lead singer, Mick Jagger, could still do it. Could still do anything, really. A few years later, we shared clips – originals, live performances, tributes – using these new little phones we kept in our pockets that were 100,000 times more powerful than the computer that landed that spacecraft on the moon a generation earlier. And the world kept on changing, moving, relentlessly pushing forward: Trump, COVID, more Trump. But 60 years on – we're still singing the song and humming that riff.
Metro
27-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Metro
Grammy-winning 70s rock guitarist Rick Derringer dies aged 77
Classic rock guitarist, singer, and producer Rick Derringer has died at the age of 77. Tony Wilson, a long-time friend of Derringer's, shared the news on Facebook, saying Wilson and Derringer's wife, Jenda, were at the rock star's side at the time of his death. Wilson did not share a cause of death, but wrote: 'Derringer's legacy extends beyond his music, entertaining fans with his signature energy and talent. 'His passing leaves a void in the music world, and he will be deeply missed by fans, colleagues, and loved ones.' Born Richard Zehringer on August 5, 1947, in Fort Recovery, Ohio, Derringer rose to fame as a teenager in the 1960s with the band The McCoys, whose debut single Hang On Sloopy topped the Billboard Hot 100 in 1965, knocking The Rolling Stones' Satisfaction from the number one spot. The track's infectious energy marked the arrival of a prodigious young talent, and the musician went on to leave a major mark on rock music. He collaborated extensively with legends such as Johnny and Edgar Winter, Steely Dan, Alice Cooper, and 'Weird Al' Yankovic. His guitar work on tracks like Frankenstein and Free Ride helped define the sound of 1970s rock. In 1973, he released the solo album All American Boy, featuring the hit Rock and Roll, Hoochie Koo, which remains a classic. More Trending A versatile musician and producer, Derringer also made a name for himself behind the scenes, working on a wide range of albums across genres. He earned a Grammy Award for his production work with 'Weird Al' Yankovic and lent his talent to albums by Barbra Streisand, Todd Rundgren, and others. In the 1980s and beyond, he explored Christian rock and continued to tour and record prolifically. He is survived by his wife, Jenda, and their children. This is a breaking news story, more to follow soon… Check back shortly for further updates. If you've got a celebrity story, video or pictures get in touch with the entertainment team by emailing us celebtips@ calling 020 3615 2145 or by visiting our Submit Stuff page – we'd love to hear from you. For more stories like this, check our entertainment page. Follow Entertainment on Twitter and Facebook for the latest celeb and entertainment updates. You can now also get articles sent straight to your device. Sign up for our daily push alerts here. MORE: Duck Dynasty star Phil Robertson dies aged 79 after Alzheimer's diagnosis MORE: Billy Joel, 76, cancels all tour dates after being diagnosed with brain condition MORE: 'Gigs don't have to cost £400 – the next Taylor Swift could be down the road'
Times of Oman
20-05-2025
- Business
- Times of Oman
Customer service forum explores means to enhance beneficiary satisfaction
Nizwa: The Governorate of Al Dakhiliyah on Tuesday hosted the 'Customer Service Employees Forum" to enhance the efficiency of personnel working in customer service and improving satisfaction levels among beneficiaries of government services. The forum was inaugurated by Sheikh Hilal Said Al Hajri, Governor of Al Dakhiliyah. It was attended by representatives from various government entities and local departments in the governorate, and featured multiple working papers and interactive presentations highlighting best practices in customer service and tools for institutional performance improvement. The first day of the forum included four working papers presented by several government institutions. These covered the national platform for suggestions, complaints, and reports (Tajawob), mechanisms for handling beneficiary requests, and a paper on raising customer satisfaction indicators, which emphasized ethics in service delivery and the analysis of statistical metrics. Additionally, a success story in customer service was showcased, along with efforts to achieve the objectives of Oman Vision 2040.
