R.I.P DAVID BOWIE
Glam, rock, prog, pop, electronic. You name it. He did it. Defying categorisation along the way.
From 1972’s ‘The Rise & Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars’ to ‘Blackstar’, forty four years later, the Jones boy broke all the rules. From ‘Heroes’ to ‘Let’s Dance’ to ‘Space Oddity’ to ‘Under Pressure’, from ‘Rebel, Rebel’ to ‘Changes’, the chameleon of rock created incomparable, indefinable and inimitable sound. He also blended image with music to the point that the seams were invisible, inaudible. As a showman, he was unequalled, and always will be.
David Bowie once confessed to me that he was terrified of this planet. That he was tormented by the truth of it. Yet he took it by the horns, and became the original champion of the misfits …the man who sold the world.
For me? ‘Under Pressure’, his collaboration with Queen. Closely followed by ‘Let’s Dance’, so shamelessly commercial and in-your-face. I defy you not to move to it. As a reluctant movie star, he could make the moves in his sleep.
Don’t trawl your record collection and wallow in his old stuff today. Get online and buy ‘Blackstar’, his twenty sixth and final studio album, released last Friday on his sixty ninth birthday, two days before his death. Revel, revel in its eccentric, all-obliterating, mind-blowing, scatter-gunning magic. Inhale its madness. Marvel at his unrelenting ability to forge ever forwards, even at the point of death. We’ll not see his like again.
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