Released: June 1969
Has disenfranchisement ever sounded as guttural, raw, and downright cool as this? Heavily distorted guitars, incessant piano stabs and of course Iggy’s desperate drawl combine on one of the most visceral tracks laid to acetate. Throbbing, pounding, and dripping with latent energy it epitomises the lurid appeal of The Stooges at their very best.
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