Oh yeah; if you like your music raw, chaotic, uncompromising and with no fuss, it's impossible not to like the Holy Trilogy of the Stooges. Fun House is the second album of this series and it's a great record. Full of raw energy. Full of ideas. And above all, there is this piercing sax all along the record, giving it an avant-garde jazz twist, that really takes it to the next level. Punk in the spirit even before punk was invented, avant-garde without losing itself in boring intellectual shit, this is perfect.
There are many arguments about what exactly is the first punk album, but it’s clear that while Funhouse doesn’t qualify as punk (the songs are too long for starters), you can trace a line from this to the New York scene and just a few years later to the UK.
It’s a remarkable piece of work - raw, uncompromising, and bringing in elements of the West Coast garage sound with hard rock and a noticeable proto-motorik drum sound that anticipates Krautrock by at least a year. Iggy is on fine form with this (the coughing fit in the middle of TV Eye notwithstanding). Perfect for a freak out!