GQ talked to Keith Richards in his 11th-floor office on Broadway in Soho. Some of it:
How many chicks do you think you guys have in common? After Marianne [Faithfull], it’s a stable. [laughs]
More than five? No. I don’t want to mention other bitches’ names, because I’ve stolen quite a few off of him and, uh, he’s nudged his way into my lot, but not significantly. After the Anita thing, I made a point of stealing every bitch he had. [laughs]
But not his current one? [whispers] I wouldn’t take that one on!
At Mick’s gayest, how gay was he? It was camp.
Camp? Yeah. It was all… I really have no idea if anyone ever shoved it up the shitter.
Not even Bowie? No. I mean, dickering and dangling… I’m not there watching it every day. You know what I mean, mate? But there was, at the time, a load of excruciatingly painful campness that went on.