Things are back to how they were two and a half weeks ago. It's funny, back in the eighties, the Cult was being likened to the Rolling Stones with alarming frequency. It was a ridiculous comparison, but nevertheless, people who made their living writing about music would often employ it. First of all, Ian Astbury was no Mick Jagger. Secondly, it should be illegal to compare any band to the Stones until said band has produced an album equal or superior to Exile on Main Street. Yeah, that ain't gonna happen. So although they offered a few toe-tapping diversions, the Cult never even belonged in the same arena as Mick, Keith and the gang. That's glaringly obvious these days, as the senior-citizen Stones play the world's largest venues and the Cult is at the Moore.
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