Released a few months after the original Hot Rocks, this compilation is less a companion volume than a series of footnotes to the Rolling Stones musical story preceding "Jumpin 'Jack Flash"'s rifftacular new dawn. It combines familiar material with a final eight tracks added solely because, come 1972, they had never been available in America.
Still, conceived without a concept, it portrays a band playing non-stop, working from cover-version emulations of their beloved country-blues, R&B and rock & roll roots to creating unmistakably own-brand white soul, quasi-Elizabethan minuets and flower-powered psychedelia.
Eau de young Rolling Stones can be inhaled diversely in the clatter of handclaps, tambourines and maracas driving "Not Fade Away"; in "I'm Free"'s stumbling off-key guitar solo which they couldn't be bothered to stop and fix; in "We Love You"'s relentless, two-fisted, piano pounding denial of the forgiving, drippy-hippy lyrics; in the dirty catch-us-if-you-can word games of the latest track, 1969's "Let It Bleed" (successive verses declare "We all need someone to lean/bleed/cream/come on").
More Hot Rocks presents a ragbag, rattletrap pre-legendary band: the Rolling Stones as a wonderfully erratic work in progress.