Mr_Iko

Caz MITO!

JacK Johnson, sorry.

Francis, if you want to shoot me then shoot me, but don’t shoot me in the heart because inside there are David Bowie, Lou Reed, Jack Johnson, and Living Colour, and you might kill them too...

You break down your thoughts into fragments and mouthfuls, in brief paradoxical and ambiguous sentences, intending to give those phrases a much deeper meaning than what they actually express. And if I dare to point out a flaw, you fly into a rage and start insulting. But did you find an insult in my comments? Did I call you a fool? The insult directed at me is your last resort to prove your truths. Why, instead of getting tangled in curses and insinuations, didn’t you simply say: maybe I didn’t express it too well, but I also believe it’s a travel diary? Why do you always insist on highlighting how much better you are than me, how many things you know, etc.? Why do I have to read you calling me a pretentious little teacher, a know-it-all, etc.? Are you really unable to respond to refute my truths with equally valid truths? Is resorting to offense ALWAYS necessary for you? You seem like a child whose favorite toy has been taken away, and then you start screaming... And don’t come to me saying to write reviews, I have a long history with this site, much longer than you can imagine, a history of ups and downs that you have nothing to do with, got it?

Obscurantism is a sin. Perhaps not against the Holy Spirit, obviously, but certainly against the spirit of man. Your way of overshadowing Bowie's emotions is a shame. For this, I hold it against you, and as it is unforgivable, I will remind you of it everywhere, without compromise. You are so full of yourself that you cannot see your mistakes. You might try to cast me in a bad light, you might offend me, you might seek Captatio Benevolentae, you can do whatever you want, BUT YOUR REVIEW LACKS THE EXPLICIT STATEMENT ON THE FUNDAMENTAL CHARACTERISTIC OF THE ALBUM, WHICH IS THAT IT IS A TRAVEL DIARY! And if you happened to catch the connection between "Watch That Man" and NY, that doesn’t mean you’ve grasped the underlying idea of the record. I will always and everywhere testify to my disdain for you, Francis, because you give me the impression of someone who is annoyed when their foolishness is brought to light.

But damn, Kosmo, you don’t point out this flaw?... mmmmm… Zigghio, from your name I gather that you’re a spider from Mars and you don’t bring up this travel journal thing, which is present in every interview where Bowie talks about this album? But seriously, then the Shitty Goodism THAT CONTINUES UNDAUNTED to live in these pages just can’t be defeated, huh?

AND IF YOU LIKED THIS ALBUM YOU ABSOLUTELY MUST GET THE THIRTIETH ANNIVERSARY VERSION: WON-DER-FUL!!!!

The closing is entrusted to the sweet and sad "Lady Grinning Soul"..... Haven't you wondered why? BECAUSE IT SPEAKS OF LONDON, WHERE HE HAD LEFT FOR THE TOUR AND WHERE HE HAS RETURNED... BUT DAMN!

A little curiosity: besides being on tour, in the year following Ziggy, Bowie was busy producing and mixing "Transformer" (Reed), "All The Young Dudes" (Mott The Hoople), and "Raw Power" (Pop)...

But damn it! It's like talking about Anne Frank's diary and not mentioning that it was written during World War II! It's a travel diary of an Englishman in America! The sound is Raw and Rough, as you say, precisely because the album's writing and the speed at which it was conceived and developed, combined with the excesses of an American tour, are the distinctive features of the record!