“Prodigal Son” is one of my favorite songs of all time. It offers an enriching listening experience that indubitably has that “alive” factor I often ramble on about. “Son” is a song entirely mired in diametrically opposing states: melancholy and hope. Melancholy for the son’s current condition; hope for his eventual betterment. That right there makes this song so special to me. It sums up the very essence of life and the human condition rather convincingly.
A beautiful and earnest homage to Robert Wilkins. Possibly the Stones’ best (or at least up there).