Wild Thing
I'm not a very big fan of Iggy Pop. In fact, I'm not a fan at all. In fact, I find it kind of painful to even look at him much less listen to him. I just keep wanting to fatten him up and have his hearing checked. Guess that means they're going to take me off the Iggy and the Stooges mailing list.
Anyway, I just popped over from The Smoking Gun (http://www.thesmokinggun.com) where I read the absolute best badn rider ever! You know, the big list of things that agents and managers put together for a performer, their band and entourage. Things that are long and boring and make those of us reading them say "Oh for the love of the Easter Bunny, just drink refrigerated soda like the rest of us and shut up, ya little spoiled brats." But Iggy and the Stooges not only have very few demands (they don't really seem to care about having only green and blue M&Ms in the dressing room and that sort of thing), it was actually written by the Roadie. And if you thought I went on stream of consciousness writing sometimes, you have GOT to read this guy. I'm pretty sure we must be related somewhere down the line. Even if you can't understand what a Saxophone Wedge is, it doesn't matter. This guy's funnier than...something really funny.