In case you missed it yesterday, one of the alltime greats surprised us all by leaving the planet. The Hound had a great post about it which you should definitely read. But my favorite part was probably two comments from a couple of his readers, G and Paul, which really do a great job of summing up the power of great rock 'n roll. I thought it necessary to share these comments with you here:
From G: When I was like 16 or so with no fucking clue how to play the guitar yet sure that I was supposed to be playing it, Asheton's stuff on the first two Stooges records (both of mine were loose shrink-wrapped JEM Canadian imports with stickers that said "Punk" on them ) was like a gift from god. To be completely hypnotized by a sound and for once actually able to figure out how to play what you were hearing (sorta) was like finally getting the keys to the Caddy. Ron Asheton made things possible at an age when everything should be but nothing is. Man I wish I had that fucking Rhino box right about now...
From Paul: I bought a crappy-looking record when I was 16 - crappily designed, but the cover had Iggy on stage, wearing silver lamé gloves. So that looked good. It turned out to contain everything from the first two Stooges records except LA Blues and We Will Fall. So, all the real good stuff. I listened to it till my ears bled. Then I listened some more. That was way more than twenty years ago. A couple years back I went to see the Stooges play Funhouse in London. I called in sick to work (I was working in another country at the time) and flew to the gig, stayed up all night, flew home, went to work. It was the greatest night of my life. Thanks, Ron. You were, without doubt, the greatest. I'm devastated.
Thanks for sharing guys. Ron Asheton RIP indeed.
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