Henry Rollins tells a good story about what Iggy did at a festival gig during his performance where The Cure were coming on afterwards and had all these flowers in pots out on stage to decorate their upcoming set.
It features a lot of blood, dirt and broken terracotta.
1988-89: I was back in NZ for a summer of sun and house party promoting. Murray at Rip It Up asked me to do an Iggy Pop phoner in advance of his forthcoming shows. Sure, I said.
My first mistake was suggesting that it must be nice for him to be able to tour here with a good band behind him (as a fan, I had owned two truly execrable bootleg albums from Australian tours). This didn't go down too well.
Then, at the end, I asked him what he thought of Jimmy Barnes, who was headlining that odd Pepsi-sponsored tour.
"Who?" said Iggy.
It turned out that this was Iggy's first information that he wasn't the headline act.
I explained that Barnes was pretty standard pub-rock fare, but popular in these parts. I don't think Iggy was impressed.
Of course, I had to make something of this confusion in the story I wrote -- it's pretty bad of the promoter or agent not to tell the act he's not headlining, right?
But Iggy apparently took it personally when he arrived and read the story. He told Doug Hood that he'd like to find that journalist "and punch his lights out".