A thousand lights look at you

I’ve always been a bit iffy about the Stooges, in that I think they never made a fully successful album (never heard The Weirdness nor Ready to Die, admittedly), though you’d have a great best-of made from the highlights of the first three albums. On re-listening to Fun House this evening, I may have to revise that somewhat. I have it on CD but I listened to it a ripped-from-vinyl form tonight, a rip of the new Rhino High Fidelity repress obtained from my usual hush-hush sources… and while I’m still not perhaps 100% convinced, it worked a lot better for me in this form than it ever has before. There’s a coherence and consistency and direction to it I don’t think I’ve entirely appreciated before. I also played it at somewhat higher volume than I normally do, which possibly made a difference. Maybe that’s what I should’ve done all along.

Whatever, it is awfully pleasant to revisit something you’ve known for years and find you like it more than you did before, though I do still think “TV Eye” should’ve been the opening track. The band wanted “Loose” to be the opener, and I understand that, but the record label preferred “Down on the Street”. And with all due respect, both parties were wrong; Iggy shouting “LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORD!” the way he does would’ve been a hell of a way to kick off proceedings, kind of like if the Beatles had ended Abbey Road with “I Want You”…

Now I wanna be your god?

So here’s me browsing through some pictures I’ve downloaded to pick some out for the Important Images department, and I come across this:

Hmmmmmm, says I. I don’t know what the squiggly graphic is, nor who the young lady might be, but that male character at bottom right looks oddly like Iggy Pop…

..and that would be, evidently, because it IS Iggy Pop. I don’t know why but I was put in mind of this photoshoot of this early 1971 incarnation of the band, with messrs S. Asheton, Recca, R. Asheton and Williamson lurking menacingly behind Mr. Osterberg who appears to be attempting jazz hands but can’t get quite get them upright. Wonder how he ended up on the cover of this thing? Did the illustrator somehow see this particular photo and think Iggy looked like he was doing some sort of magical gesture or something? Cos I know Iggy was experimenting with a bunch of things at that time, but I never thought the occult was one of them…