And the the mass and the engine jazz and then turn into rock and rolls fast

and we dance and we turn to the music we love.

No dogs in space.

No dogs in space.

No dogs in space. No dog to the face. So busy listening to the face.

No dog to the face.

So busy listening to Black Star on the way over here.

Oh, would now. And I was just like, nope, not that one, not that one, not that song either.

The next one, oh no, this is not the right one.

It's a great album.

I just wasn't, it wasn't right for that moment. It's a fantastic album, but yeah to listen to Black Star right before you record it's like it's too much perspective. Yeah. It's like that it's like in spinal tap when they're all

sitting in front of Elvis Presley's graves like really puts things into

perspective. Right. I was like, too much perspective. My mother left me.

Welcome to No Dogs in Space everybody. I'm Marcus Parks.

I'm Carolina Doggo.

We've had so much debauchery and fun this series, haven't we? I know it's and it's all ending right it hasn't even just begun.

So after the recording of raw power Iggy went to Los Angeles happy, healthy, and optimistic, at least relatively

so, and he pretty much just left the rest of the stooges back in London where James

Williamson had a brief affair with Angie Bowie.

Eventually, all the Stooges were moved by Mainman to a five bedroom house off Mulholland drive out in LA

because Iggy's only requirement for their L.A. Diggs was that they had to have access to a pool at all times.

A pool of what?

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