Iggy Pop is perhaps the last of his kind. Certainly, the last of his kind still recording new music and touring – Bowie is dead, Lou Reed is dead, Lemmy is dead …
Iggy Pop has been dubbed “the Godfather of Punk” for his role as frontman of The Stooges and it is his work with the Stooges that makes him legendary. This is not to say that much of his solo work doesn’t belong in the rock n’ roll canon; his first two albums were produced and co-written by David Bowie, The Idiot and Lust for Life. These albums left us with China Girl, Lust for Life, Tonight, Mass Production, Some Weird Sin, The Passenger and the influential Nightclubbing. Trent Reznor has stated that he “stole the beat from Nightclubbing for Closer“.
Pop’s most recent album, Post Pop Depression,was his most well received in years. If he records again, it is unlikely you reckon that he’ll top it. Produced and co-written with Josh Homme of Queens of the Stone Age, it is almost sultry and thick with bass as much of Homme’s work is. There are also echoes of Pop’s work with Bowie.
Last night’s show was incredible. I wonder if it was the loudest show ever played in the Concert Hall? My ears are still ringing. Another record made last night might’ve been for audience nudity. A female audience member in the balcony was topless towards the end of the show. She may not have been the only one. Certainly, Iggy was topless the entire night. It was a night of abandon.
Not from Pop’s band though. They didn’t miss a trick. The show was a mix of Stooges’ material and “the best of Iggy Pop”, delivered with power and precision.
Pop himself came on like a man on a mission. The first three songs, The Stooges’ I Wanna be Your Dog, Gimme Danger, followed by The Passenger showed us all how quality rock ‘n roll goes and there was no letting us down from there. The only disappointment was that we weren’t treated to anything from Post Pop Depression.
Aside from the first few tunes, Lust for Life, Some Weird Sin, Repo Man, Search & Destroy, TV Eye and the industrial gloom of Mass Production require special mention. A rendition of Bowie’s Jean Genie was a nice surprise, if not a somewhat sooky one.
The epic show also included Pop inviting punters up on stage during a rousing rendition of No Fun and a cover of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds’ Red Right Hand to close the night. Incidentally, there was punk rock royalty in the audience too. I saw Henry Rollins take his seat just before show time.
Photo by Prudence Upton