Nightclubbing [Swingin' Pig]
Live San Diego University, Nov 16 1977.
First things first this show is actually from 1978, when Pop toured not to promote the two albums that had brought him back from the grave the previous year, but because he wanted to for the hell of it and because he had a new live album (the hopelessly misunderstood TV Eye) on the streets. And anybody who considered that set an impenetrable rumble of distortion, damage and stubborn obscurity hadnt heard anything yet.
Backed by much the same band that accompanied him on the fall 1977 tour, Pop pieced together a set that pointedly eschewed almost every familiar reference point. Clattering and tumultuous, the opening "One Two Brown Eyes" is a new song, a thunder of percussion and yowling that almost unwillingly resolves itself into a seething "I Wanna be Your Dog," taken at half the speed were accustomed to, and festooned with swooping synths and the Sales brothers trademark tuneless backing vocals. Another unfamiliar number, "Modern Guy," bleeds into an almost panic-stricken "Lust For Life," and "Rock Action" sounds like something out of Metallic KO, minus the hand-grenades, but with added slime and sleaze.
The mutant funk of
"Fall In Love With Me," and a spastic "Shake Appeal"
maintain the mood, while the garage chestnut "Gloria" has never
sounded so dissolute, swaggering out of the speakers with both malicious
intent and a threatening revision of its chorus chant
is I-G-G-Y-P-O-P." A raw "TV Eye"
a loping, glutinous
"Nightclubbing" (complete with the "Oy Vey" refrain
that so pissed off certain period obsevers)
a breakneck "I
Got A Right"
and, finally, "Raw Power," with the
band now verging on speed metal energy, and Pop himself almost muffled
by the mayhem exploding around him. The silence that follows the end of
the disc is a masterpiece in its own right, and if you dont flop
back in drained amazement, then youre probably not alive. Quite
simply, this is the essential solo Iggy live disc, danger and dementia
in equal proportions, and so vastly superior to every other concert recording
out there (TV Eye notwithstanding
but that endured a lot
of post-production work before it hit the streets) that you could use
all the others for coasters, and youd never feel deprived. The myth
of Iggy Pop means a lot to rock history. This is what he sounded like
when it meant as much to him. -
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