Keith Richards Snorted His Dad’s Ashes

Associated Press picked up an NME interview with Keith Richards:

“The strangest thing I’ve tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father. He was cremated and I couldn’t resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn’t have cared. It went down pretty well, and I’m still alive.”

Richards’ father, Bert, died in 2002, at 84. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Update: Just kidding.

6 thoughts on “Keith Richards Snorted His Dad’s Ashes”

  1. alright, let’s think this one out, shall we? He’s either lying to get some cheap press, or he’s just outdone G.G. Allin on the creepy factor. That’s appalling if you honestly decide to snort up one of your parents’ ashes. Personally, I don’t think he did it; I think after the fact that the Stones have essentially sucked a donkey’s dingus these last, oh, EIGHTEEN YEARS, he’s trying to establish his and the Stones’s bad boy image. That makes it sorta pathetic, dontcha think?

    If he did it, he’s a sick bastard. And I like to think that I don’t disgust easily.

  2. Come on, Murph, you’re being a prude.

    I always told my friends that I wanted them to eat my heart after I died, so that my spirit–or whatever–would live on in them. (After catching an accidental glimpse of real life guts, however, I’ve since changed my mind.)

  3. I’m guessing that I probably caught the same accidental glimpse you did (i.e., similar circumstances). When LittleDudeMurph came along, he came into the world the same way ol’ Julius Caesar was. I kid my wife that I’ve seen more of her insides than she has!

    Still doesn’t give me any burning desire to snort her ashes when she’s gone.

  4. I just updated above to link to the entire NME interview, and I added a link to a new release from the Stones’ PR guys who says Keef was just joking.

    No word on whether he was joking about all new bands being a load of crap:

    “They’re all trying to be somebody else and they ain’t being themselves. The Libertines, Arctic Monkeys, Bloc Party? Load of crap, load a crap. Posers, rubbish. There ain’t nothing out there that’s worth shit. I listen to the real shit, I don’t listen to bullshit. I listen to my shit, baby, Motörhead, reggae, Moroccan music. All kinds of shit.


    I mean who do you think you’re gonna be? It’s a matter of finding out who you wanna be. So to a band, I don’t care how old or young they are, find out who you wanna be. If they wanna just be famous, or a star, that’s easy, for a day or two, if you wanna be in a band then you’d better check out the shit all the way back. My advice for Pete Doherty in particular, though, is that he should shut the fuck up and leave her [Kate Moss] alone. I don’t know the man, all I know is he’s pushing his luck, and there it is, but so is Kate, who I know very well. Kate wants to play with bad boys, and she’s done one, and then another one, and then another one. Badabing, badabang, badaboom! She’ll live, the boys will die. It’s just copycat bullshit. I did it because that was the way I did it, now people think it’s a way of life.”

  5. Keef’s right about Doherty and Moss. The present rock scene is just living in the shadows of the giants.

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