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After strenuously (and rather rude) confirmed that "a fucking band to do some fucking hard to get up on a fucking stage," Iggy Pop has decided to return to the studio with his Stooges for an album that gives ten brand new pieces and returns the hands of time machine around 1973, when together with his friend and guitarist James Williamson - here again in tandem with him - gave the story a masterpiece Raw Power.
The poker opening, consisting of Burn, Sex And Money, Job and Gun has just the flavor of that incredible album, with the guitar riffs and classically Stooges firepower that it is hard to imagine a band that, for four-fifths , has far exceeded the sixty (and added bassist Mike Watt still sails above 50). In short, if Ready To Die is a demonstration of how the chronological age in rock accounts up to a certain point, you have to anyway congratulate Iggy and James to be able to avoid the hole of inspiration of its predecessor The Weirdness (there but the guitarist was the late and legendary Ron Asheton) and for giving us a handful of songs that, even if they add nothing to the myth, at least you are listening to with enthusiasm.
Said the return to the atmospheres of Raw Power, it is worth noting that, in some excellent bargains, blues-faced master, by providing a justification for the choice to settle down with independent Fat Possum, specializing in music of the Delta own. Unfriendly World and The Departed reminiscent of the Stones Exile On Main Street and give the possibility to Iggy also to show off his talent as a crooner and almost baritone voice, balancing into a warm and relax the impetuous rage of an artist is always "ready to die. "May God preserve him for a long time, rather ...
