The most widely seen Iggy Pop concert was not performed by the man himself.
In writer-director Todd Haynes' 1998 cult classic Velvet Goldmine, itself a fictionalized, Citizen Kane-style account of '70s glam rock, Jedi and Scottish sex symbol Ewan McGregor plays Curt Wild, a not-so-subtle analogue to the punk progenitor. Backed by Stooges stand-ins the Wylde Ratttz, Wild makes his first and most impactful appearance performing Pop's "T.V. Eye" to an unreceptive crowd. In a matter of three blistering and intense minutes, the scene dutifully ticks off each item on the unofficial Iggy Pop performance checklist: From the audience antagonization and self-harm to the vulgar sexuality, every critical component of the Pop lore is present and accounted for.
To viewers with even the barest of knowledge concerning Pop's discography or persona, there's no mistaking who it is they're really watching onscreen. McGregor's channeling of Pop is so visceral, so specific, that it's impossible to conceive that even less-informed audience members — to whom the phrases "Berlin Trilogy" or "proto-punk" are likely alien — would walk away from the film believing McGregor's character was a completely fictional creation; he had to be somebody. Such is the power of the Iggy Pop mythos.
It's this mythos that is fueling the excitement surrounding Pop's April 19 show at the Fillmore, the sole Florida date scheduled for his current tour. Accompanied by heavy-riff god Josh Homme and backed by members of Arctic Monkeys and Homme's own band Queens of the Stone Age, Pop and crew are touring in support of last month's Post Pop Depression. The album, a lean, nine-song probing of rock star ennui, absent friends, and years long since past, has been touted as Pop's latest comeback in a career chock full of them.
As exciting as the prospect of seeing Iggy Pop in a live setting surely is for Miami concertgoers, if the melancholic tone of
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Indeed, there is more than a kernel of irony in Pop, an individual defined by obscenity and self-destruction (this is a guy who, like an excited kitten, once rolled around in broken glass, after all) outliving a man whose biggest transgression was briefly flirting with fascism while caught up in one of
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Listening to Post Pop Depression, which was recorded last year, it's clear Pop was contemplating his mortality long before Bowie's passing. Even though the album brings the swagger and bravado that has always characterized Pop's work and public persona, those qualities are now accompanied by the melancholy and reflection that can only come with a near-half-century of hard partying and rough living. That being said, the ever-present nihilism in Pop's music has consistently erred on the side of aspirational, and Post Pop Depression is no exception.
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"I have no plans, I have no debts," Pop remarks on "American Valhalla," track three on the album. But despite his own insistence to the contrary, it would seem Pop's career has proceeded according to something resembling a grand or possibly preordained plan — weird, winding, and convoluted though it may be.
In an interview with The Guardian, Josh Homme (correctly) asserted Pop is "the last of the one-and-