IGGY POP: SOLDIER OF THE DOG CHOW APOCALYPSE

You know of this person. He’s the guy who made heavy metal groups look like the wimps they are with his first three albums, The Stooges, Funhouse and Raw Power. He’s the guy with the big eyes, the lean, muscular body, the wild stage act that no one could follow, or want to. This is the person whose career has been up and down so many times you wondered when it was going to peak or bottom out, knowing whatever the outcome, it would indeed be spectacular. Or something.

This is the guy who is a very close friend of David Bowie. This is the person who ran away from Nico. This is the human being of myth and legend, the guy who inspires otherwise sane people to reduce themselves to slobbering fools. Or worse.