I'm with Margaret Wente on this one (Mick Saves Toronto -- July 31). Mr. Jagger's big lips and little
behind were about as appealing as Keith Richards's old running shoes and Ron Wood's dangling cigarette. Musically speaking,
save for Kathleen Edwards, SARSstock might better have been called Laughing Stock. Next time, gimme a break: Hire a couple
of Canadian string quartets and play some Healey Willan.