Another Bowie song, this from the pop album Let’s Dance, produced by Nile Rodgers, featuring other elements of Chic. (And an unknown Stevie Ray Vaughn!)
I have been dutifully chided by my much cooler brother for really liking this album. Sometimes you just can’t help being mainstream. Those horns, though. …
I will note a sequence that I think is meaningful:
On Station to Station, a drug-addled Bowie asks God, “Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?”
He then left the drug scene, retreating with Iggy Pop to Germany to make the legendary Berlin trilogy of albums.
Here, his second post-trilogy album, he declares, “No confessions … no religion … don’t believe in modern love.”
About two decades later, in 2003, he told Beliefnet, “That’s the shock: All clichés are true. The years really do speed by. Life really is as short as they tell you it is. And there really is a God–so do I buy that one? If all the other clichés are true… Hell, don’t pose me that one.”
Articles claimed that as he privately finished his battle with cancer, he found solace in religion. I pray you rest in peace, Mr. Bowie.