Received earlier today from a friend:
"This is one of the best lines I’ve ever seen in a review about an aged rocker (from the NY Times on 4/11):
'How [Iggy Pop] re-enacts fear, rage, sex, abject boredom, universal love and lethal cynicism, while dancing with originality, remembering lyrics and maintaining the delicate middle-state between having pants on and not having pants on, is why he is he, and you are merely you.'”
Hey, it's a thankless job, but someone has to do it. Evidently Iggy is soldiering on notwithstanding the brutal 1.0 (on a scale from 0 to 10) that pitchforkmedia.com gave to his reunion album with the Stooges.