Sorrow


David Bowie imagines himself as the world’s weirdest lounge act, complete with a satin suit, and campy covers of decade-old pop hits. It felt like quite a novelty and it still does. There’s some suspension of disbelief required, watching a vermilion-haired alien croon about chasing some Earth-dame as if this rock messiah would stoop to the childish dating rituals the original McCoys song was referring to. Tongue-entirely-in-cheek of course.

One thought on “Sorrow

  1. Rex Modem says:

    Also referenced in a George Harrison song. I’ve always been amazed at the sound quality of this album. It sounds like Ziggy’s playing his covers set in my living room.

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