Christ, I dunno where to begin. Tacking on a couple of brand new tracks to another pointless best-of compilation, The Rolling Stones have transformed into a fairly proficient cybernetic Rolling Stones cover band. Charlie Watts, one of the greatest rock‘n’roll drummers of all-time, has seemingly been replaced with the scraps of a Skrillex production session. Keef’s chiming rhythm guitar opens fire in the long-dead loudness wars, and ol’ mate Mick rambles at full-volume about zombies and vomits up some generic calls to dance. Pretty gross.
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