Keith Richards has copped to mixing his dad’s ashes with some cocaine and snorting a line of the stuff back in ’02. “He was cremated and I couldn’t resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow…my dad wouldn’t have cared,” Richards told a reporter for NME, the renowned British music rag. “It went down pretty well, and I’m still alive.”
A denial was issued later on, but many of us will probably choose to ignore it.
NME editors wouldn’t be expected to know this, but cremated-remains snorting is actually a common, age-old practice among Southern Baptists and Pentecostals. I’m told that Pat Robertson once explored the ritual in a special documentary produced for the 700 Club.
