What happened? Did I miss something?
An incredible flop... this is the only way to define this album. A horrible stain on the career of the White Duke. What does this album mean? Absolutely nothing... it simply makes no sense. I even made the incredible mistake of listening to this album after Earthling and Heaten. Bowie claims this album is a dive into the past, trying to remember how he used to write songs.
But Bowie wasn't like this. One of the little princes of glam rock wants to tarnish the past of "Hunky Dory" with a mediocre and unexciting "The Pretty Things Are Going To Hell"? Have we gone mad? And the fantastic Berlin inventions covered by the sheer filth of "Brilliant Adventure," a song only good enough to serve as the menu background of his double DVD. And what about the unlistenable "New Angels Of Promise" and "I'm Dreaming My Life"??? Where have we seen such a Bowie in the past? Where? Wheeeeeere????????
Very little is really saved, the persuasive "Thursday's Child," and the beautiful "Seven" that vaguely remind us of the sweet atmospheres of Space Oddity. The rest is pure mediocrity which, in the case of David Bowie, means uselessness. A flop, but not up to the level of the old "Never Let Me Down."
The former Duke shatters all expectations and delivers something very soft and nostalgic with few brilliant moments and many others very weak.
From the artist’s words emerges a life made of indecisions, of wrong choices at the wrong times, and the muffled sounds of the album seem to suggest these themes.