Review #94: Fun House, The Stooges
#94: Fun House, The Stooges
Fun fact: When I was but a young teen, I fell in love with The Stooges. I was especially obsessed with the 2005 reissue of this album, which has about fifty outtakes of all of these songs that sound just godawful. Just Iggy Pop and all his band members drunkenly destroying their vocals and instruments. I was obsessed.
Mostly, I just loved Iggy Pop. He once smeared peanut butter on his chest and then flung it at the audience during a show. That’s disgusting. I love it. I wish I was there.
Another band with a member of the 27 Club in it. Dave Alexander, dead in 1975 of complications linked to his alcoholism. He was actually fired from the band in 1970 for being too drunk to play, only a month after Fun House was released.
All but one of the Stooges had a serious heroin problem, including Iggy Pop, but nowadays, Pop is mostly sober (at least, he stopped drinking liquor and doing heroin, which is good) and has a pretty hilarious Instagram account starring his pet bird.
FAVORITE SONGS:
“Down On The Street” — Look, I’m Iggy Pop! WHOOOOOOEEEWWW! YEEEAAAHH! He sounds like a literal animal.
“Loose” — It sounds like they have no control over the rhythm on this song, I love it.
“T.V. Eye” — So this stands for “Twat Vibe Eye,” which Kathy Asheton coined to signal if a dude was being creepy. I love how it just restarts in the middle.
“Dirt” — Look, I’m Iggy Pop! WOOOOOWWWWW! DIRT! DURNT! WOOOOW!
“1970” — Devolves into chaos.
“L.A. Blues” — My boyfriend was, once again, forced to listen to a confrontational punk album. In the middle of this song, he said to me, “So do you like when the music gets dissonant like this? Why?”
LEAST FAVORITE SONGS:
None.
IS RS FULL OF IT?
No, and Iggy Pop would destroy Bruce Springsteen in a fight.
