Ladies and Gentlemen! Will you welcome back to Hyde Park… The Rolling Stones!
It sent shivers through my spine, and still does. Last July, I was in Hyde Park to see the Stones, as one of the best birthday present I ever got. I’d been wanting to write about it for a while now, but words cannot express how happy I was, standing on that grass, after six hours spent burning in London’s summer sun.
Words cannot compete with the few tears I shed when Richards entered the stage and strummed the first chords of Start Me Up. Not (only) because I was at this concert, fifteen metres away from one of my favourite bands, but because I knew that I was here thanks to my family and best friends.
And since a picture is worth a thousand words, I though I’d share a few pictures I took instead.
Start Me Up
A little walk around the crowd
Ron Wood and Keith Richards at work
Paint It Black
Satisfaction closes the show