Iggy Pop – Post Pop Depression

A great deal has been made of this being Iggy’s ‘final’ album. Whether or not it’s true, and let’s hope it isn’t, you could do a lot worse than this for your swansong. It’s a great album, one which I’ve really enjoyed listening to, and even if it’s not up there with his best, it’s a mighty fine piece of work. Arguing over when exactly Iggy was at his creative peak could easily take up the rest of this review, so we’ll take it as read that even Mr Pop himself realises that there’s a lot to live up to. Drummer Matt Helders, from our very own Arctic Monkeys is a perfect fit here, as are producers Josh Homme and Dean Fertita from Queens of the Stone Age. He’s never going to capture the raw power and anger he once had in the studio, but hey, he’s still recording, and it delivers in under 45 minutes, in the way great albums always did. No fillers for Iggy. Stand-out tracks are not easy to choose. The opener, ‘Break Into Your Heart’, with its Scott Walker-like delivery as Iggy struts around in front of his newly recruited band of musicians, is a contender. ‘Gardinia’ is perhaps the most dense, with its film-noir sleezy treatment and theme, but the track that had me hitting the repeat button, and the one you really should hear is ‘Sunday’. “I’ve got it all, but what’s it for?’ he sings, before the song is transformed into an orchestral whirlpool. A fascinating album from one of the true icons of popular music. He might not want to be your dog anymore, but he’s not afraid of snarling at anyone who comes to near once in a while.

8 out of 10

Words by Mark Perkins

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