"One of the things I love about the Stones is that whenever they aimed for Beatle-style warmth--as in "The Singer Not the Song" or "Wild Horses"--they still sounded fabulously surly. That's what made them the Stones. They never got close to the unzipped exuberance of "I Want to Hold Your Hand" or "I Feel Fine" or "Eight Days a Week"--part of Mick's vast intelligence was to understand he didn't have that kind of sincerity in his empty heart, and he was too crafty to make a clown of himself trying to fake it. He knew he couldn't out-Beatle the Beatles. So the Stones chose different turf to conquer. The Stones were Stonesier. The Beatles were merely better."