The Stooges
The Stooges
Seeing the Stooges was a once in a lifetime experience.
My friend in New York said he was jealous and that I was a "very lucky man" for seeing the Stooges. I felt a bit awkward cause frankly I had assumed he'd already seen them before.
Someone will likely kill me for saying this but thank god Devo cancelled, or it never would have happened. They had no other dates in the States. I never meant to gloat. And I'm sorry in advance.
It doesn't matter because all anyone needs anyway to understand the true meaning of rock and roll and punk and post-punk is to buy the Stooges "Funhouse" CD or LP or tape and then they will know.
Cheers, I'm gonna open a stout. Tired of me Pabst and cheap red wine that tastes like crap.
Someone will likely kill me for saying this but thank god Devo cancelled, or it never would have happened. They had no other dates in the States. I never meant to gloat. And I'm sorry in advance.
It doesn't matter because all anyone needs anyway to understand the true meaning of rock and roll and punk and post-punk is to buy the Stooges "Funhouse" CD or LP or tape and then they will know.
Cheers, I'm gonna open a stout. Tired of me Pabst and cheap red wine that tastes like crap.
Well I can't find a suitably big picture to justify it, and I'm not saying everyone has to like the Stooges "Funhouse" but there is a rather large critical consensus among journalists and connoisseurs as it were, that this is the very birth of punk rock, 1970, before the Pistols, before anything really exciting like Joy Division etc and certainly Ian Curtis was influenced by Iggy Pop.
SIGH. I need a breather I don't want to go here. I saw the Stooges, that's all that needs to be said. I'm not TRYING to make people jealous or hurt their feelings, I just can't help taking a moment out of my short life to bubble over with enthusiasm at experiencing the very essence of punk rock in a live setting. Even seeing Lou Reed nowadays, the only other father of Punk Rock besides Iggy, is sadly a snoozathon in comparison, and I know that firsthand.
Never mind.
Here is a picture of the album cover, small as it is. You are very welcome not to care. I need a beer, damnit.
SIGH. I need a breather I don't want to go here. I saw the Stooges, that's all that needs to be said. I'm not TRYING to make people jealous or hurt their feelings, I just can't help taking a moment out of my short life to bubble over with enthusiasm at experiencing the very essence of punk rock in a live setting. Even seeing Lou Reed nowadays, the only other father of Punk Rock besides Iggy, is sadly a snoozathon in comparison, and I know that firsthand.
Never mind.
Here is a picture of the album cover, small as it is. You are very welcome not to care. I need a beer, damnit.
Did I mention they did my favourite songs "Dirt" & the title track "Funhouse"?
Too bad they didn't do "Penetration" from Raw Power, though, that's my other favourite. I love that fucking xylophone sound in the middle of this heavy great guitar riff.
McC do you remember, the party where you played "Dirt" and some guy with long hair had requested it? That was a great party.
But if I say I miss you, you likely won't believe me.
Too bad they didn't do "Penetration" from Raw Power, though, that's my other favourite. I love that fucking xylophone sound in the middle of this heavy great guitar riff.
McC do you remember, the party where you played "Dirt" and some guy with long hair had requested it? That was a great party.
But if I say I miss you, you likely won't believe me.
And when they started doing the title track "Funhouse" I yelled out "OH NO YOU ARE NOT DOING THIS SONG! YOU ARE NOT"
They had the fucking saxophone and everything. That song was the first Stooges thing I ever heard in my life that drove me NUTS. I must have been all of, oh I don't know...15?
I'm surprised I didn't get whiplash when they did that song live, for my head was a bangin' from then on, for a long time my head just banged very fast. THE BLOOD OF PUNK ROCK WAS IN MY VEINS. THE STOOGES, AMEN!
They had the fucking saxophone and everything. That song was the first Stooges thing I ever heard in my life that drove me NUTS. I must have been all of, oh I don't know...15?
I'm surprised I didn't get whiplash when they did that song live, for my head was a bangin' from then on, for a long time my head just banged very fast. THE BLOOD OF PUNK ROCK WAS IN MY VEINS. THE STOOGES, AMEN!