Human joke Harold Ford was at that “rock & roll hall of fame” award dinner in wherever it is, Cleveland? And Iggy Pop just cold ran over there and started goin’ nuts, as proven by the picture of a television set somebody posted at the Balloon Juice web blog. Each day is better and better, for America.
Iggy Pop Makes Harold Ford Uncomfortable
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I just wanna be your dog.
But certainly no more uncomfortable than Ford makes Iggy.
Mrs. Ford is digging the Pop.
Message to Harold “Homeboy” Ford:
EVERYBODY NEEDS A HOME, CARPETBAGGER!
Is Ford trying to become a Senator from Ohio now? And is Mr. Pop’s inability to gain body fat due to genetics or long term heroin use?
I hope I look as good as Iggy when I’m 63. Not that I look that good now, but it’s something to aspire to.
Mr. Ford’s escort, however, looks ready to open her legs to greet the erstwhile Mr. Pop.
This is exactly why I can’t stand the Rock And Roll Hall of Fame (TM). Look at this audience. Who the hell are these people? They are the people who spend their entire lives being invited to award shows. They wear ties and evening gowns and fuss over persnickity shit. This is not at all rock and roll.
Meanwhile, Harold’s wife would bang the fuck out of Iggy, right there on that table.
Mixin’ the colors, dog.
[re=532263]magic titty[/re]: Dang, that’s Harold’s wifey? I was just assuming he finally called that chick from “call me” teevee ad.
james osterberg to harold ford:
Raw power honey just won’t quit
Raw power I can feel it
Raw power honey can’t be beat
Get down and kiss my feet
(and yes, I have Raw Power in green vinyl)
I spy Howard Stern, too, just over the shoulder of the Harkin look-alike. Harold with Howard? He’s a total New Yorker, now.
“Thank you all — I haven’t been in a room full of this much shit since GG Allin died.”
[re=532262]Gorillionaire[/re]: I hereby endorse and incorporate by reference your entire sentiment.
[re=532257]Manos: Hands of Fate[/re]:
http://www.ehow.com/way_5618803_iggy-pop-diet.html
How many hands does Harold have in his lap? And did he have a happy ending?
[re=532262]Gorillionaire[/re]: [re=532256]ForTheTurnstiles[/re]: Believe the event was actually in NYC because, c’mon, you think all these important celebs are gonna go to Cleveland, fer chrissakes?
The museum itself does kinda suck, if you actually like music. Looking at Jimi Hendrix’ costumes or Janis Joplin’s stole is like going to the art museum to look at Picasso’s easels and canvas-stretching tools. Who cares? Architecturally it looks like I M Pei just yelled down to his direct labor trolls and said, “Give ‘em a Number 53 off the shelf, and ask ‘em when the first check will get here.”
In Harold’s mind, Iggy looks uncomfortably like the nice lady who winked & whispered “Howard, call me!” in that video ad thingee that made him have to not be Duke of Tenessee or sumpin’
Meanwhile, half a country away, Wayne Kramer made an IHOP waitress uncomfortable.
[re=532263]magic titty[/re]: Of course she’s had it in the ear before
baby was a black sheep, baby was a whore …
Is that Harold’s date? The Tennessee lynch mob may reconstitute itself now.
Iggy Pop meets Don “No Soul” Simmons.
[re=532262]Gorillionaire[/re]: With any luck, right after this photo was taken Iggy slapped them all silly with his ancient Lithuanian cock.
Mrs. Harold may be grinning at Iggy’s handsome face, but Old Dude next to her is totally checking out Iggy’s Pop-sicle.
[re=532262]Gorillionaire[/re]: You took the words right out of my mouth. Who the fuck are these people?
[re=532255]CrunchyKnee[/re]: She’s thinking…mmmm, old man wrinkle nipples!
It’s fucking awesome to see the stooges back togther again!
Harold should have learned by now that if he keeps showing in pix with topless, white women, he’ll never get elected to anything.
Iggy and the Stooges. Indeed.
[re=532289]Extemporanus[/re]: Now, that is comedy!
We see people brand new people
They’re something to see
When we’re nightclubbing
Bright-white clubbing
Oh isn’t it wild?
What’s that in Harold’s lap? Just askin’
[re=532276]SmutBoffin[/re]: ftw
the pretty things are indeed going to hell.
[re=532265]Lascauxcaveman[/re]: That’s how they met.
It makes me long for a Carnival Cruise.
Well somebody’s trophy wife looks quite entranced with Mr. Iggy! I can’t believe he’s 63. Note to Iggy: watch out for the old white guy there, probably an (R)!
[re=532262]Gorillionaire[/re]: [re=532287]Sweet Baby Cheeses[/re]: “Who the fuck are these people?”
Are you fucking serious?!
At the pimp stick-grippin’ A-Rod Jeter’s table alone I recognize Bob Barker, Howard Stern, Judy Tenuta (or maybe Rosanne…hard to tell), Michael Chiklis, Maureen Dowd, and Elaine Benes. Plus, I’m pretty sure that shiny “blonde” chick (the one sitting down) was on a free postcard an illegal gave me in Vegas.
If that awesome entourage isn’t rock n’ roll enough for you, I doubt that any would be.
[re=532266]Mull_Man[/re]: Wow. Never seen Raw Power on green vinyl (and I’ve bought just about every version released since if first came out); sure you aren’t thinking of Kill City?
Does he own a shirt? Seriously, I don’t think I have ever seen Iggy with a clothed torso. I think he is just impervious to temperature, climate, etc. He is like an old baseball glove now, weathered and tough.
I saw Iggy some time ago at Toad’s Place in New Haven.
A. It was one of the loudest shows I’ve ever been to and probably responsible for my tinnitus
B. Iggy spent a good deal of the show insulting Yale and any Yalies present.
Even longer ago than that, I saw Iggy at Bizarre Fest in Germany (at the time, West Germany)
Some knucklehead tried to climb over the fence that separated the stage from the crowd. It was a, what do you kids call it these days, Epic Fail?
The guy got over, but got caught some how and ended up taking a head first dive on the Iggy side of the stage. I could hear the dude screaming and as paramedics rushed to his aid, Iggy stood over him and poured water and spat on him.
In the service of the bourgeoisie.
Harold Ford can kiss my ass. Iggy for Senate!
Oh yeah, Lust for Life as a Carnival Cruise ad?
That’s way up on my list for highly inappropriate and unintentionally hilarious songs used in ads.
[re=532262]Gorillionaire[/re]: Exactly. Ties and Rock only go together if you’re Buddy Holly; and you can’t be, because he’s dead. The Beatles knew to dump that shit once their music got better.
Look, celebrities, would you show up to a funeral in ripped jeans and an open leather vest over a bear chest? No? Then don’t show up to rock dressed for a funeral.
I like the woman (?) in the striped shirt who is ignoring it all and concentrating on her Clams Casino.
[re=532338]JMP[/re]:
I cringe to think what Harold Ford’s “Cool Duds For A Rock-And-Roll Venue” might look like, though. Plus he’s so dreeeammy in a suit…
[re=532309]magic titty[/re]: So teevee ads really are,/i> more effective than print/radio/etc.
Imagine this same crowd’s response (mostly confused silence) when Patti Smith sang “Rock and Roll Nigger” a few years back.
[re=532281]Capitol Hillbilly[/re]: . . .And Grandma, toooo
That’s actually the same way he looks at strippers.
[re=532328]Escape Goat Nation[/re]: THAT is rock and roll.
might as well point out again, Iggy’s real name was “James Newell Osterberg”.
and that The Stooges first album was one of the greatest rock albums, evah!
[re=532293]freakishlystrong[/re]: Win.
Harold Ford’s escort to Iggy: “Gimme Danger, little stranger….”
[re=532356]Tommmcatt[/re]: He’d just try to copy what everyone else at the venue is wearing, but make it somewhat blander.
[re=532410]Way Cool Larry[/re]: Oh my! And I always thought it was Ignatius Popular…
[re=532410]Way Cool Larry[/re]: Jim Newell for short?
[re=532448]the problem child[/re]:
Waaaait just a second now….
[re=532283]ph7[/re]: That’s no mere “date.” That’s the stepdaughter of Anson Beard, former Chairman of Morgan Stanley, currently known as Mrs. Emily Threlkeld Ford, Harold’s version of telling the Tennessee lynch mob to suck his dick. And they call it “loooove.”
BTW, Iggy was scornfully referring to these “guests” as “you rich people” and trying to get them to go up on the stage to “sing” with him.
[re=532328]Escape Goat Nation[/re]: Sorry about the tinnitus, but at least you got a good show and a good story out of it. I refer to my old deaf ears as Duane and Stevie Ray.
[re=532268]SayItWithWookies[/re]: Thank you. The guffaw this produced will very likely get me fired.
[re=532373]widestanceromancer[/re]: But definitely not Harold Ford.
OMG, I thought Iggy overdosed 10 years ago.
I’m not sure what this says about me or Harold Ford, but every time I see that dude’s picture, I get an overwhelming urge to punch him in the face. And then bang his wife.
I kinda think in this case that it might be less a manifestation of my inherently evil nature than the last gasp of my conscience urging me to strike back against a world where someone so douchey can have such an easy life.
Oh yeah, make a funny for the (satire) blog….um…poop, also?
The Chairman of the Bored is just conducting one of those “trust exercises” at a dopey corporate retreat.
That elderly white-haired dude is looking WAY too intently at Iggy’s leathery, liposuctioned old-man’s boobs.
Best thing I have seen in dazes and dazes!
[re=532325]bakeneko[/re]: Limited French pressing.
[re=532265]Lascauxcaveman[/re]: Sometimes when you go black, you CAN go back.
[re=532371]dj widestance[/re]: Let’s stance.
Harold looks like he knows that Iggy’s cock is so big, it literally kept him out of ‘Nam.
[re=532319]Extemporanus[/re]: I think the one you have ID’ed as Howard is actually Trent Reznor. Or Marilyn Manson.
[re=532371]dj widestance[/re]: The icing on that cake was that the very next person to follow Patti onstage after that song was the Reverend Al Sharpton.
He was speechless and the look on his face was utterly priceless.
I saw ole Iggy on the street yesterday–he had a shirt AND a jacket on. He was very nice….
actually, i think it was peter wolf.
[re=532265]Lascauxcaveman[/re]: His wife is much hotter than the “call me” girl.
So Iggy’s thinking: “OK, so she’s not Kate Pierson, but she’ll do…”
Can this please be the very last sighting of Harold Ford for the rest of eternity? No one cares about this moron. He’s an idiot–and a poseur.
And, yes, Iggy Pop needs to start keeping his shirt on. Iggy: That doesn’t work anymore. Just put a shirt on–and keep it on.
And why were about 300 of those idiots at the Rock and Roll dinner in the first place? That crowd should be, well, rock and roll–and not boring poseurs in suits. Al Sharphead has absolutely no place at the Rock and Roll dinner–none. He has zero to do with rock and roll-nothing.
It’s rock and roll, people. If you’re celebrating rock and roll–BE rock and roll.
Thank god for iggy pop. i was listening to a live album from a ’77 concert in cleveland yesterday. weirdly there’s multiple iggy live albums from cleveland in ’77.
i’m so glad there’s still someone he can shock.
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