My Mom Was A Saint. She Taught

My Parents Wanted To Light My Artistic Candle. But Over Time, The Definition Of 'the Arts' Began To Stretch. And As I Got Older, They Suddenly Realized, Oh, My God, We're The Parents Of Iggy Pop.

In The Morning I'd Write These Essays, Anything That I'd Feel Like Writing, And In The Afternoon, I'd Spend Time With My Guitar. I Had Decided After Listening To My Last Four Or Five Albums That My Biggest Weakness Musically Was Melody. The Reason I Had Been Singing In A Monotone Over The Chord Patterns In My Songs Was That I Never Practiced Doing Melodies.

You Know What I Think You Get Scared Of More - Especially Me, After Touring For So Long And Being In Bands For So Long - You Start To Associate Certain Behavior With The Music. It's Like People Associate Having A Cigarette With Having A Cup Of Coffee, Or Lunch.

In 1965, When Great Young White Artists In The English-speaking World Were Successfully Re-channeling Hillbilly And Black Music - You Know Bob Dylan, Ray Davies, Pete Townsend, Keith Richards - They Didn't Get Any Money At First. They Were All Broke.

As Society Has Changed, What Had Formerly Been Unacceptable Has Become Colorful.