Tag: Iggy Pop

Love me…please!

The audience was gradually getting nervous as Black Midi extended songs beyond recognition, almost stopped playing altogether, engaged in prolonged stop-start patterns with satanic pleasure and then, all of a sudden, started the next song without even waiting for applause. This was exciting, dangerous, finally a band pushing boundaries of technical possibilities, song structure and…


So this is permanence…

There is always a truth behind the truth, a reality behind all visible reality, one that no one wants to confront. The dark side of the moon, the deepest deep of the darkest ocean. It’s there, but we actively ignore it. It’s too painful. We rather stay at the surface, where everything feels safe. If…


The pleasure principle. Why we need support acts and abstract music!

Someone once told me that even the bleakest movie needs a silver lining. When I asked why she replied that otherwise people wouldn’t watch it (or at least not make it till the end). Back then I thought she just referred to Hollywood Blockbusters and I remember thinking: do they even make bleak movies in…


Fantasy Football II – The needed substitutes

I told you, a football team only has 11 players, and in putting together my near perfect line-up for the land of Music I had to make a lot of hard choices. let’s not try to be complete here. I could come up with at least 100 artists I could also have added. Let’s just…


Punk and Puberty in three episodes

Scene 1 – Iggy Pop playbacking ‘Lust for Life’ on Toppop. I was 8 years old. Toppop was our primary channel of (new) music in the 1970’s. I didn’t see at the time how drugged up Iggy was, nor did I notice how paper-thin he was or the sloppy make up on his body. I…


Dirt

A perfectly clean glass is useless for champagne; champagne needs a bit of dirt to form bubbles around. It will taste flat and boring in a perfectly clean glass. I had to think about this when Tony Visconti recently commented on Adele’s voice, questioning if we even hear her real voice when listening to her…


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