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Showing posts with label The Stooges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Stooges. Show all posts

Saturday, 2 March 2013

Top 102 Albums⁺ No 42 The Stooges


Top 102 Albums⁺ No 42 
The Stooges - The Stooges

When I found copies of the first two Stooges albums in 1987 in a record shop in København I knew I'd come to the right place. The summer abroad had paid off. I had Raw Power and had heard some of the first two records but boy were they hard to come by. I still think their first three records are almost unmatched in their consistent brilliance and game changing nature.

A delinquent stone age jazz quartet, The Stooges mixed droning guitars, drawled lyrics and pulsing drums into a heady and potent mix that managed to sound like a rampage and a seduction at the same time. They were Brando and his gang on Harleys; leaving a trail of damp knickers, and a cadre of leather jacketed disciples growing like maggots in the wholesome apples that would never now make Apple Pie.

Thursday, 2 September 2010

The Weirdness has descended upon me

Original Post - Monday, March 19, 2007

The Stooges new album has taken over my listening in a way that hasn't happened in a while. Lusty, louche, lazy, lounge lizard rock with that ironic dumb/smart® Osterberg lyrical angle it's far better than expected, or reported.

It's got that worm in the brain thing.

My only real problem is that my misheard lyric to ATM 'the Stooges buy property in secret' is better than the real one.

It's been nearly 40 years since the last one. Survival is a mighty thing.