1960, 'Til Wrong Feels Right

Dope, dope, dope. Fucking Vietnam. Nixon lurking behind everything. Joy and insecurity of being young. Discovery of black culture. Oblivion necessary to escape America. Birth control, LSD, love and pain.

(1969)

Well, it’s nineteen sixty-nine okay

All across the USA

It’s another year for me and you

Another year with nothing to do

Well it’s another year for me and you

Another year with nothing to do

Now, last year I was twenty-one,

I didn’t have a lot of fun

And now I’m gonna be twenty-two,

I say oh my and boo-hoo

Now I’m gonna be twenty-two,

Oh my and a boo-hoo

Well, it’s nineteen sixty-nine, okay

All across the USA

It’s another year for me and you

Another year with nothing to do

It’s nineteen sixty-nine

Well, it’s nineteen sixty-nine

Well, it’s nineteen sixty-nine, baby

It’s nineteen sixty-nine, baby

Well, it’s nineteen sixty-nine

Well, it’s nineteen sixty-nine, baby

NOT RIGHT

(1969)

She

Not right

I want something

Tonight

I want something

I want something all right

But she can’t help ’cause she’s not right

No, no, no, no

It’s always

Well it’s always this way

I’m not right

She wants something

Tonight

She wants something

She wants something, all right

But I

Can’t help

’Cause I’m not right

And it’s always

And it’s always this way

And it’s

Always

(1969)

Can I come over, tonight?

What do you think I wanna do?

That’s right

Can I come over tonight?

I say we will have a real cool time, tonight

I say we will have a real cool time

I say we will have a real cool time, tonight

I’d say we will have a real cool time, tonight

I say we will have a real cool time

We will have a real cool time

A real cool time, tonight

ANN

(1969)

You took my arm and you broke my will

You made me shiver with a real thrill

You took my arm and we walked along

Down the road to a quiet song

I looked into your cool, cool eyes

I felt so fine, I felt so fine

I floated in your swimming pools

I felt so weak, I felt so blue

Ann

My Ann

I love you

Ann, my Ann

I love you

Right now

I started out with Syd Bernstein – the guy who took The Beatles and The Stones and The Who to the States. I ended up being part of the team that managed big jazz and blues artists – B B King and Miles Davis. So my photography’s always gone alongside my work in the music industry. Working with musicians, producers and songwriters, you see a lot, and I tend to be a more fly-on-the-wall kind of guy.

I found out about The Stooges through Danny Fields, Josie Mori and her friend Natalie Schlossman. Danny and Josie were working at Elektra at the time and we’d crossed paths a few times over the years. Natalie was this huge Stooges fan, they called her Natalie Stoogeling. Danny mentioned to me that he’d seen this band up in Detroit. “What do you think about going up there?” I said okay. Next thing I know I’m on a plane to Detroit, and then on to Ann Arbor.

It was kinda interesting, to say the least. I saw a whole lot of stuff at the Stooge House. Drugs. Sex. The usual.

Iggy was working at a record store in Ann Arbor. At that time, the hippy movement was just beginning, and he was very much influenced by the experimental music they played at the store – Sun Ra, jazz, things like that. I think it really spearheaded his direction in some ways – he had very broad tastes.

There was a really interesting Detroit scene that they were a part of. You had MC5, and you had John Sinclair and all of this experimental music was happening parallel to Motown, too, of course. The Stooges were in the middle of it all. Now, the two brothers, Scott and Ron, they were the driving force musically for that kind of proto-metal, not-yet-punk, powerhouse style. I think they chose Dave because he had a car.

I like to work as a fly on the wall. Get to know the guys, hang out, and then when the band’s relaxed, just start shooting.

I stayed at the house for two weeks and after that we headed down to New York. They were starting work on their first album. I remember in the studio, they had these big Marshall stacks with everything turned up to ten, and John Cale from the Velvet Underground was screaming at them, “Turn the fuckin’ amps down!” John’s mixes didn’t make the album.

One weird thing I remember about that time was that their manager’s wife, Susan Silver, was kind of a semi-hippy. It was the late 60s. Now when I think Stooges, I think, you know, maybe burgers. Meat and potatoes. Beer. But because of Susan, they only ate a macrobiotic diet of whole grains and cereals and veg. Macrobiotic diet. It was kind of interesting to me.

Glen Craig

I WANNA BE YOUR DOG

(1969)

So messed up, I want you here

In my room, I want you here

Now we’re gonna be face-to-face

And I’ll lay right down in my favorite place

And now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Well, come on

Now I’m ready close my eyes

And now I’m ready close my mind

And now I’m ready feel your hand

And lose my heart on the burning sands

And now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Well, come on

LITTLE DOLL

(1969)

Little doll, I can’t forget

Smoking on a cigarette

In my life, a real queen

Prettiest thing I ever seen

Uh-huh

You’re the one who makes me sing

Bring happiness and everything

You’re the only real one

A real way to have some fun

Uh-huh

But I don’t know you, little doll

I don’t know you, little doll

Come on shake

Come on shake, you little doll

Shake you little doll

Come on…shake

Come on shake

Shake you little doll

(1969)

No fun, my babe

No fun

No fun, my babe

No fun

No fun to hang around

Feelin’ that same old way

No fun to hang around

Freaked out

For another day

No fun, my babe

No fun

No fun, my babe

No fun

No fun to be alone

Walking by myself

No fun to be alone

In love

With nobody else

Well, maybe go out, maybe stay home

Maybe call Mom on the telephone

Well c’mon, well c’mon

No fun to be alone

Hang on

Don’t you lemme go

No fun to be alone

I said to be alone

No fun

Well I say, I say c’mon, Ron, I say

I say c’mon, Ron

I say c’mon, Ron, and lemme

I say c’mon, Ron, and lemme hear you tell ’em

Lemme hear you tell ’em how I

Tell ’em how I, tell ’em how I

Tell ’em how I feel

I say c’mon and tell ’em, tell ’em how

I feel

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well c’mon

Well c’mon, yeah

Yeah, man

I say, I say, I say-say, c’mon

Lemme say it, c’mon