I do not own The Rise of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars.
But I do have Young Americans.
My collection has never contained Let’s Dance, Scary Monsters or Tonight.
But many is the hour I have spent in the company of the Eno-centric “Berlin trilogy.”
I have chosen my Bowies. I trust you have chosen yours. In a career spanning five decades, the artist provided more than enough starmen for everyone. Continue reading