4. The StoogesFun House

This album is fucking awesome. Right from the moment I heard it. I discovered Iggy and the MC5 through the NME in 1976, after I saw the Sex Pistols in June of ’76, and was reading about it. That was the place to go to find out about gigs and whatever. A family friend of mine who was a bit older than me, he was fantastic at finding this stuff, he was the guy that actually took us to the show, Ian – his brother Neil was about my oldest friend, and he took us down there. That is an experience in itself. And then you find out without doubt Iggy really is the godfather of punk. That’s one of the best titles. You hear about J.B. being the godfather of soul; Iggy without doubt is the godfather of punk. Again, what’s brilliant about Fun House is the engineering, the sound is so heavy, it’s just magnificent. His voice, the grooves, everything about it, it’s as great as it was when it was released. It – will – never – die. This is an eternal record.

I think I might have freaked Iggy out a little. He did a small show in Cannes, during the film festival. It was a tiny gig, but he was awesome. And I’m standing in the front of the audience, literally singing along to every word. He played most of the stuff from that thing, and I don’t think he knew who I was or anything, but I’m like bobbing my head, going nuts, it was the first time I’d ever seen him perform live; he’s such a great live performer. Obviously the music I make isn’t influenced by it, but that doesn’t mean to say you can’t love it. I have a profound respect for him. I even love Raw Power – the sound is very odd on Raw Power, but that’s what’s kind of great about it, it sounds so weird. But Fun House is the one that just encapsulates them for me.