tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763367257909118409.post1867107489862327149..comments2023-09-28T02:56:35.520-07:00Comments on I THINK I HATE MY 45s: David Bowie - White Light/White Heatithinkihatemy45shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04731469673786156299noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763367257909118409.post-17145840188018604622008-03-12T08:51:00.000-07:002008-03-12T08:51:00.000-07:00Those last six words are, I think, the best summat...Those last six words are, I think, the best summation of Bowie I've ever read.ithinkihatemy45shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04731469673786156299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763367257909118409.post-52618941417857834512008-03-12T08:03:00.000-07:002008-03-12T08:03:00.000-07:00What's interesting here is that both this single a...What's interesting here is that both this single and the previous date from 1983: EMI gives us the stylized, soul-less hit-maker (it was his biggest selling album in ages, maybe ever, and got way more MTV play for it's singles than the Pierrot costume ever did); RCA, abandoned, goes to the vaults to release this ill-recorded live period relic of his heyday as the glam queen.<BR/><BR/>The film is interesting and I hear they've remastered the soundtrack, so maybe it's better now (it's worth watching to see Bowie's cover of Jacques Brel's "My Death"), but, at the time, it was just a perfect example of the hall of mirrors approach to Bowie: he is . . . whatever version you'll buy.Donald Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06391024449222256377noreply@blogger.com