Long before Rod Stewart graced the waiting rooms of Dentists across this great country, he was a raw, gritty rocker. Do yourself a favor and spin some Faces in your Spotify. It’s the “ashtray next to the bed” era of rock that belongs in a montage of whiskey-soaked adventures. Or at the very least, it deserves a spot on the jukebox wherever you play pool (I’m looking at you Buffalo Billiards).
This week saw the release of “Rarities” from Rod Stewart, and you can hear glimpses of this time. A time before your Aunt Peggy was the only one getting sweaty from “Rod The Mod”.
This is all interesting. He’s like a reverse Walter White.
But the gem of “Rarities” is an early version of “Maggie May“, before Rod nailed down the lyrics.
You might remember lines like…
You made a first-class fool out of me
But I’m as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway
But ask Aunt Peggy if Rod Stewart would still melt her butter with lines like…
I don’t mean to tell ya
That you look like a fella
But I’ll kick your head in one of these days
Nothing says love like gender confusion inspired violence, but it’s all there in the first draft of “Maggie May”. Ladies. Somewhere a Musketeer cries.