A beautiful album, the crackling finale of Bowie's raggedy period. It's beautifully gritty, lively, rockin' (and rolling-stoney in more than one song, not just the actual cover), with no dull moments and 6-7 splendid tracks, whether they are stunning "glam-ballads" or energetic tunes that I dare you to say don't make you tap your foot. Then there’s the title track, which is one of my favorites by Bowie, the genius stroke from the hat, the "acid" splinter of the album. If I had to complete a "podium," my other favorites would be the irresistibly "Panic in Detroit" and then "Time," but the quality is omnipresent. A beautiful performance by Mike Garson on piano and an inspired Mick Ronson on guitar, someone I would appreciate even if he had started playing Baglioni songs at a certain po... Ah, wait, that really happened.
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