bettiwettiwoo's Journal: Dear Iggy ...

... there comes a time in every man's life when baring his upper body is no longer an option. You're no exception to this rule. Honest.

Ewwww

[Le Marteau]

Well, he is in his sixties. He should probably be dead by now; the life he has lead.

Yes, a shirt would be in order. But Iggy is Iggy and his accessible outrageousness is part of his charm.

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[bettiwettiwoo]

But Iggy is Iggy and his accessible outrageousness is part of his charm.

Oh, I agree that 'outrageousness' and Iggy were made for each other. But 'outrageousness' is not the first word that pops into my mind when I looking at that picture, it's 'sad'.

where's the brain bleach?

[tuxette]

Still, I'd love to see him live...

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[bettiwettiwoo]

Is that a little pot-belly I see before me?

That's just not right

[janeowit]

That is so unnatural, as if his skin is trying to escape his skeleton.

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[bettiwettiwoo]

You're right, it does!

Everything on that set looks kind of weird. The guitarist at the back looks as if he'd rather be some place else entirely: at home, with his comfort blanket; not in this limelight, not on stage with zombie-Iggy.