

It is, of course, gratifying to Jones that Foreigner’s first three albums -– buoyed by such barstool hits as “Cold as Ice,” “Feels like the First Time,” “Hot Blooded” and “Double Vision” –- have sold nearly 16 million copies worldwide. As guitarist, coproducer and chief songwriter (often in collaboration with Gramm), Jones is centrally responsible for the group’s resounding melange of gut-pummeling riffs, high-profile melodies and moon-shot vocals, all embroidered with dittering synthesizers and intricate harmonies. Jones is Foreigner’s creative core, around which the other members –- drummer Dennis Elliott, bassist Rick Wills and singer Lou Gramm, the lone American – are fitted like a hand-stitched suit of clothes. Today, Jones looks back on such epic encounters from a pinnacle of his own –- high asquat the heavy-pop heap with Foreigner, a formidable airwaves band cast very much in his image. I’d stand on the side of the stage every night with tears in my eyes, I was such a fan.” It was like the pinnacle of everything to me, and I was right in the middle of it. I used to go out in the limo with them after a show, or back to their hotel and all the craziness there. I thought I was hip, but the Beatles turned me on to everything: Marvin Gaye, stuff I had never heard, more girls than I had ever seen.

“They kind of took me under their wing,” he says, swizzling into his second vodka and tonic at a plush cocktail lounge near Manhattan’s Columbus Circle. Seventeen years later, he stil remembers that moment and those days.

Mick Jones leans back laughing and lights a cigarette. “Yeah, yeah,” said the kid, whose name was Mick Jones.
