Now this is a downright crazy album. Everybody now talks about how wonderfully influential the Stooges are/were to pretty much just about everyone and everything everywhere, but step back for a minute and think about the staggering amount of insanity and drugs went into this album, considering this was 1970, not 1980, 1990, 2000, 2010 or 2020.
The Stooges were one of a trio of very heavy bands to appear Stateside in the late 1960's (the others being Blue Cheer and the MC5) that were far too combustible to enjoy any kind of lengthy career. The Stooges probably released the most restrained debut of the three bands, but any sign of restraint is pretty well damaged during the first four songs of this album, then completely obliterated on the flip side.
After a song like "L.A. Blues" (which is four minutes of pure beautiful noise) where do you go? Nowhere, as it turns out as the Stooges would enter three years of paralysis before being re-invented with a minor lineup tweak for Raw Power as Iggy and the Stooges.
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