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The sweetest moment of the evening occurs right from the start: Iggy Pop rumbles on the stage of the picturesque courtyard of the Spandau Citadelle to the whipping sounds of “TV Eye” of his old band The Stooges. This evening wear, which is solid for the conditions of the Godfather of Punk, fits the audience, which is surprisingly large of gray couples who look like they were looking forward to redeeming their theater voucher. But just two seconds later the native James Osterberg throws Jr. Jr. Had he underestimated the temperature on this bright June evening? In any case, he is immediately in his element, swimming in it like a fish escaped to the network that plashes back into the water freely. The pop show becomes a peepshow.
Of course, it is forbidden to call him and Donald Trump in the one breath. And yet: If you take a short time (please really only briefly, Life’s Too Short) The stiff Slomo-shadow boxes that the US President wants to have understood as dance, and does the unleashed dislocations of no year younger pop, may only really be clear how incredible this is, which is still physically physically capable of.
The opener alone makes it clear: the hits come today. As good as the relaxed ambient jazz of his 2019-plate Free would fit the summer weather, it is better waiting for us at home; When we try to recover from this fetter. A deep cut is already followed by the cracker “Raw Power”: the equally brutal “I got a right”. Recorded in 1972, the song only appeared as a single in 1977 after the band’s split.
After another Stooges towering, “Gimme Danger”, the double strike from Pop’s solo monkeys: The Singalong “The Passenger”, which was considered his most famous song for almost 20 years, until the next Fetzer replaced it in 1996 by using “Trainpotting”, “Lust for Life”. When the iconic drum beat, Pop tears the gag again during the current tour: “Oh shit, i hope it’s not Putin!”
Such a gig lets us believe in miracles in these hopeless times
Co-author David Bowie came the idea for the beat, which may be considered a punk update of the Supremes Goldies “You Can’t Hurry Love”, when he lived in Schöneberg a few kilometers further in 1977 and heard the US radioender AfN, whose identification signal had a very similar rhythm. The crowd rides on a wave of euphoria, everywhere the beer spills out of the plastic cups.
What else can come now? Some: “I Wanna Be Your Dog”, “Search and Destroy”, Pop tables us to take up another delicacies, “I’m Sick of You”, a rarity, which is also published in 1977, which begins like a washy-psychedelic doors number before pulling a guitar reef in Stooges-Gesse.
It was only 14th a song that was recorded after the 1970s: “Frenzy” from Pop’s current album Every Loser, who is in no way inferior to the predecessors in terms of force. After the 80s FEETENHITS cover of “Real Wild Child (Wild One)” of the Australian 50S rock size Johnny O’keefe and “Funtime” we step home and shaking my head home: How is Iggy Pop possible? Such a gig lets us believe in miracles in these hopeless times.