[Frequent contributor Gilles LeBlanc went to the Liss Gallery photo exhibit on Iggy Pop, and filed a report as part of his latest ROCKthusiast newsletter.]
The past twenty years have seen everyone’s favourite barechested stagediver improbably resurrect a career thought to be all but over as the millennium odometer turned over. James Newell Osterberg Jr. not only survived the Y2K scare but has flourished, uncontent to simply ease into retirement as an elder statesman of modern music. The Stooges were one of the first high-profile band reunions at Coachella, and were eventually inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame thanks in part to a little voter influence from fellow Michiganian Madonna. There was the collaborative Post Pop Depression album with members of Queens of the Stone Age and Arctic Monkeys that almost culminated in a Grammy Award (which he understandably lost out to David Bowie’s posthumous Blackstar). Jim Jarmusch made a documentary on The Stooges called Gimme Danger, and a book entitled Total Chaos was also put out, written exclusively from Pop’s lucid perspective. If this wasn’t enough, a collection of lyrics from 100 of his songs along with personal collectables is being published by Penguin Random House under the title ’Til Wrong Feels Right.
Read the whole enchilada and listen to an 11-track #AllAboutIggy playlist by clicking here.