It was going to be planned tight this time, no fuckups as in '69. And somehow the Stones summer '72 tour -- two months, 30 cities, Canada, L.A. to Boston and Middle America in between -- did come off more or less professional like. ""Da heaviest act in da bizness,"" said Wolfman Jack, ""dey ain't gods no more, dey're immortals."" But it was edge fever all the way -- riots, busts, drugs, groupies, bashes and more bashes. Terry Southern was along, so were Capote and Lee Radziwill (Princess Radish Keith calls her, and waking her up to a party, ""C'mon, you old tart""). Southern bombed when he tried to write about it. Elman, in Uptight with the Stones (KR, 1973) missed the beat. Capote copped out. But Greenfield, probably because he never made the Inner Circle and didn't care, swings with the craziness without tumbling. And he pulls the reader, just like a groupie, into the vortex.