As we haven’t shared any good Iggy Pop stories in a while, I thought that I’d share this little anecdote that I picked up on Reddit a little while back.
Speaking of Iggy, I meant what I said a few months ago when I was talking with The Patti Smith Group’s Ivan Král on the radio… I really would like to shoot a short documentary film of Iggy just driving around Ypsi and Ann Arbor, telling stories about having grown up in these parts. I think it would yield some fascinating, historically significant stuff.
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I’m sad that there’s not video of this.
I would watch that documentary!
They’re hereditary.
This is what the Internet was invented for.
Mr. Osterberg was my high school English teacher for 2 semesters my senior year. He was a real trip – and a great teacher too. I have several great memories of his class. One was the afternoon after a bunch of us has seen Iggy perform in Detroit on his Raw Power tour. Mr. Osterberg looked up, saw the tee shirts on the front row of his class (you didn’t want to miss anything setting in the back!). He shook his head, looked down and mumbled “I can see that some of your fellow students couldn’t find anything USEFUL to do last night, such as study or read…”
Another time he was describing how he handled “young James.” He described how, when asking Iggy to cut the grass Iggy replied “No. I’m not going to do that”, to which Mr. Osterberg replied “I brought you into the world; I can take you out!”
Young James replied “Hey, man. I wasn’t BORN, I was SENT.”
Classic!