The Stones have never been shy about acknowledging their collaborators before, as in their acceptance speeches at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame where they indeed credited all these gents. But this night of all nights, the ghosts of Rolling Stones past (yes, I know Wyman is still alive and kicking at 76), deserved to be honored. I will credit Jagger for taking the time to extend sympathies to the people of Newton, CT, before the band played an appropriate rendition of "Wild Horses," a song originally composed when Richards said he missed his children.
I'll add that you'd think, as they performed songs from the early days like "Get Off of My Cloud" and "Paint It Black," that Jagger might have shared some stories behind the music and some of the memorable moments in their legacy. I'm not saying the show needed to be a quasi-documentary—we've already had plenty of them—but at least it could have had elements that would have distinguished the evening from all the previous concert films, of which we've already had plenty of as well.
As Keith Richards keeps reminding us, the Stones will keep playing as long as the fans support them. Well, never again will I plunk out $43.00 to see what I've seen before and before and before. Especially when they put my wife to sleep and sent a 12-year-old back to her Facebook friends. It wasn't nostalgia, it wasn't even NoDoz.