“The world’s forgotten boy”—that is, Iggy Pop, born James Osterberg in Muskegon, MI, in 1947—has finally gotten a biography on par with his musical achievements and brain-blowing stage antics. For Iggy Pop: Open Up and Bleed (April, Broadway Books), British journalist Paul Trynka worked his contacts like a Russian masseuse to produce what our reviewer Matthew Moyer calls “a complete portrait of the man and his work—from mayhem in Detroit with the Stooges to making albums with David Bowie in Berlin.”

As if Matthew’s impassioned assessment of the book isn’t enough (for the full monty, see the April 1 issue), his illuminating interview with Trynka will appear in the same issue, about a month after the release of Iggy and Stooges’ first studio album in decades.

For Iggy-related books, see our reviews of Martin Roach’s Morphing the Blues: The White Stripes and the Strange Relevance of Detroit and Roger Crimlis and Alwyn Turner’s Cult Rock Posters. And this just in from Arts & Humanities Editor Mirela Roncevic: although then pushing 60, a few years ago Iggy posed, often in the buck, for a serious of striking photos collected in Gavin Evans’s Biopic. Too nude and rude for the pages of LJ, but we’re still punk rock.