The Queen, Her Sister, and Mick the Knighted Rambler

When The Rolling Stones released the album "Their Satanic Majesties Request" in December 1967, they probably never imagined their oft-busted lead singer would one day hobnob with majesties of a very different sort. Ah, but rock-n-roll is an ever-evolving beast of beauty. And so it went that 35 years later - on December 12, 2003 - Mick Jagger was knighted by His Royal Highness The Prince of Wales for "services to music," despite the fact that Queen Elizabeth II never cared for the singing, swinging sexpot and his liaisons with her libertine sister Princess Margaret.

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Selling Mick to Pay Con Ed

On this date in 2012, a set of 10 love letters that Mick Jagger wrote to his one-time paramour Marsha Hunt were auctioned off for £187,250 ($305,929). Hunt, a singer, novelist and model who appeared in the original London production of "Hair," met Mick in 1969. The couple secretly dated and produced a love child - Karis - born in 1970. She is the first of seven children that Mick fathered with four different women. Just how does he find the time for all these family affairs?

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Andy Warhol: Superstar Artist to the Superstar Artists

Happy birthday, Andy Warhol! Pittsburgh's most famous native son would have been 86 today. He coined the word "superstar" - and within the art world, he was one of the silvery-shiniest. We've seen his iconic paintings of Marilyn, Elvis, Brillo boxes, and soup cans, but did you know he designed as many as 50 album covers, from spoken-word LPs to…

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The Rolling Stones: Still Rippin’ The Joint, Fifty Years On

When yer blogger was 16 she had her first erotic dream. Mick Jagger. A fountain. Somewhere in sleepy London town. How's that for a teaser? Now that I have your attention, please allow me to introduce my midnight ramble about The Rolling Stones' June 18 concert in Philadelphia, and -- more specifically -- the enduring appeal of the band's strangely sexy frontman. This year The Stones have been hanging fire all across North America with their 50 & Counting Tour. Fifty, as in 50 years of belting out what is arguably the most organic, unadulterated rock and roll ever to emerge from American blues, R&B, and country-honk tradition. Here's my rant.

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