Inspired by Albumism, I’m doing my own version of Flying Solo with individual tracks. Band breakups and hiatuses are never fun, but these solo jams were defining moments in my life’s soundtrack.

Depending on your musical inclinations, the day The Stooges broke up could be viewed as one of utter defeat or one of resounding victory. For me, they’re one of those bands that I can respect, but not necessarily appreciate. But Iggy Pop’s solo work — and the Lust for Life album in particular — is a different story.

“The Passenger” is one of my all-time favorite songs, one that resides in its own musical venn diagram of punk, classic rock and show tunes. It started off as a b-side, off the radar, unheralded. And then over the years it became a sort of late bloomer classic. In my mind, it’s one of the best solo outputs to come out of the punk scene.

“I am a passenger. And I ride, and I ride. I ride through the city's backsides. I see the stars come out of the sky. Yeah, they're bright in a hollow sky. You know it looks so good tonight.”