If you had no choice but to choose one David Bowie album to ever hear again, what would it be?
Today, for me, it’s Diamond Dogs. I think if I really had to choose, it would remain Diamond Dogs – it has exactly the right amount of sex and melodrama for me. Story telling at its best.
Today I put it on, skip the first 2 tracks and head straight into Sweet Thing. Sweet Thing, with the volume up high, very high (micro systems be gone – give me speakers as tall as me every time!) and let it surround you, wash over you – his vocal range is crisp, clear and sexy. It invites me in, it has captured me and I fall in willingly.
It is the perfect amount of melodrama.
Volume down a bit for Rebel Rebel – top up the coffee.
Then, fall in love again with Rock’N’Roll With Me (is that chocolate in my mouth?). Medium volume – enough for consumption.
We Are The Dead – fabulous language.
Then, onto 1984 – ahead of his time (just as Orwell was), funky and straight out of a movie made sometime in the future.
Ending up with Big Brother & Chant of the Ever Circling Skeletal Family that pushes me away leaves me somewhere else, nowhere.
So, time for lunch and the next CD begins – Strange Angels by Laurie Anderson. Sigh, think I’ll keep that to myself for a while.