#77: 1969, David Bowie, Space Oddity

by Ray_North on February 2, 2011


David Bowie must surely be the most complete pop star – endlessly fascinating, at times he’s been great such as on Space Oddity, and Ziggy Stardust, at times he’s been shite, such as Tin Machine and various other dodgy ventures. He’s tried his hand at acting (has there ever been a more wooden, yet oddly compelling performance than his The Man Who Fell To Earth) and painting and writing; he has embraced glam rock and new wave, pop, disco and modern romantic and has re-created himself more times than a bloke made of plasticine – he’s even managed to be gay, straight and bi-sexual. The thing with Bowie though, is that he has got away with it – why, because we know that he is a true artist, genuinely interesting and talented, someone who wants to use every possible way to communicate his ideas and emotions, someone who understands the need to challenge his fans rather than pander to them

I salute him and in particular this song which I have always assumed is all about fame and ability to sit high up in a tin can, lonely and elevated and floating – it’s a great song that has stood the test of time.

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