Stooges A Thousand Lights – CD

Description

Probably the only currently known live recordings of the Stooges from the 1970 shows.

De Luxe packaging with stunning unseen photos of the band shot by Fan Club girl Natalie Stoogeling on the road in 1970

Design & Layout : Les Clark

Live in 1970

New York (unknown)
Dirt
1970
Chicago 18th July
Loose 3.39
Down On the street 5.00
1970 5.26
(the shadow of your smile ) – Fun House 9.58
L.A Blues 6.08
Gooselake 8th August 1970
1970
Cincinatti 13th June
TV Eye
1970

comments from a customer :

I don’t usually listen to Stooges music to vibe up for Stoogeaphilia shows. Depending on the mood I’m in, I might listen to anything from Louis Armstrong to Yo Yo Ma. (Hembree had Beethoven on before our last prac.) I don’t eat the same food every day, either. But the day before our show at the Doublewide in Dallas last Saturday, a package arrived that I’d been waiting for since January: my copy of Popped, the “fan club package” assembled by Easy Action Records and Natalie “Stoogeling” Schlossman, who was the actual president of the Stooges fan club (yes, there was one) back in the day. U.S. Customs finally finished X-raying it or whatever they were doing, and the package appeared in the magic mailbox like a candygram from the gods just in time for me to audition the audio portion before Hembree came to pick me up for the trip to Big D.

What we have here, to paraphrase the captain in Cool Hand Luke, is the only extant live recordings of the Stooge lineup that made Funhouse. (The Ungano’s show that Rhino Handmade released was the subsequent lineup, after original bassist Dave Alexander was fired and roadies Billy Cheatham and Zeke Zettner joined the band.) The recording quality is rough, from audience cassettes and restored TV audio, but the band’s feral greatness shines through.

Fully half of the songs come from a Chicago show from July 1970, with two more from an undated but better-recorded New York performance. Also included are a “1970” (one of four, count ’em, four versions included) from the Goose Lake Pop Festival, where Dave Alexander forgot all the songs, precipitating his firing, and the audio portion of the televised Cincinnati Pop Festival appearance where Iggy famously walked on audience hands and smeared himself with peanut butter. Sure, the latter two are both Youtube-available, but it’s nice to have ’em on shiny silver disc in cleaned-up fidelity, with Easy Action’s usual sumptuous packaging. (The CD is available on its lonesome as A Thousand Lights, or will be when Easy Action honcho Carlton gets around to making more of ’em.)

Throughout their original seven-year run, the Stooges were in a constant state of flux; they _never_ played “old shit,” so by the time you held a new record in your hands, chances were better than good that they’d be playing something Entahrly Other if you went to see ’em live. One can only wonder what it was like to be in those audiences, hearing those songs without the benefit of recorded versions to refer to. Or rather, one _could_ only wonder, until now. In addition to the CD, Popped also includes replicas of all six issues of the fan club newsletter of the same name that Natalie pubbed between ’69 and ’71.

Think of her newsletters as an early manifestation of fanzine culcha, substituting the perspective of a worldy-wise and highly opinionated 19-year-old _girl_ who actually knew the band for the sci-fi geek/lit major approach of early rock fanboys/scribes like Paul Williams, Greg Shaw, Jon Landau and Greil Marcus. While her literary model might have been 16 Magazine (and she was clearly an avid consumer of print media, making note in her scrawl of every mention of the band in the national, “hip,” and even local press), there’s a freshness, unalloyed enthusiasm, and dare I say, innocence to her voice that makes it unique in the Stooges rockwrite canon.

Also included are replicas of candid Polaroids she shot of the band, both on and off stage. They look like children. It’s sobering to think that Ron Asheton and Dave Alexander are both gone now, but in these images, they’re forever young, caught at the moment when they were really hitting their stride as a band, as short-lived as it might have been. (Popped also includes a copy of the interview I did last year with Jimmy Recca, who played bass in the ’71 Stooges, when Billy and Zeke quit and James Williamson joined.)