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“You better fucking rock you assholes, you’re holding up the Stooges.”

Posted on 06 January 2009 by Caryn Rose (0)

When I first discovered the Stooges, somewhere in the 13-15 year-old-range, if you had told me that I would have in my back catalog three reviews of having seen them, I would have told you that you were insane. I was never going to see the *Stooges* live. Yes, I saw Iggy, just this much too young to have seen the tour with Bowie, I saw Iggy repeatedly, I played the Lust For Life album so often in college that my roommate complained to the RA (but yet, you had no problem with “Total Eclipse of the Heart” on continuous repeat from the Christian girls downstairs). I once traded seeing Townshend at the Fillmore for my first Iggy glimpse in years. And, and, Iggy came to Israel about two weeks after I first moved there, four months after I had left the states, when I was confused and homesick and disoriented and starting to forget who I was.

But this is not about Iggy. This is about the Stooges. Because Ron Asheton left us today.

They never made it into the R&RHOF (and I am done ranting about that pathetic institution) but the silliness of last year’s stooges-sing-Madonna, like seeing Ciccone Youth on steroids, or something, was, quite honestly, the correct context for that band in that setting. I wish more people had been prepared to say ‘hey jann wenner, fuck you’ in such a fashion (I just wish I knew who was responsible for it).

I saw him play. At least I got to see him play. As a member of the Stooges.

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