David Bowie’s Throbbing…

Nathan Rabin brings his usual panache to this review of a smutty book by David Bowie’s ex.

Yet I had a hard time disliking David Bowie, let alone hating him. How could I? If anything, I came away with an even greater respect for the man and his music. It boggles the mind to think that Bowie created some of rocks most enduring music while fucking everyone in the known universe and whacked out of his mind on coke, booze and various other instruments of sensory derangement. The drugged-up, financially fucked David Bowie gave the world Ziggy Stardust, Aladdin Sane and The Man Who Fell To Earth. The clean, sober and financially responsible Bowie gave us Tin Machine and Never Let Me Down, an album that, ironically enough, let every down. Like Hunter S. Thompson, I do not want to promote drugs or insanity. But they certainly seem to have worked for David Bowie.

via Silly Little Show-Biz Book Club # 5: David Bowies Throbbing Cock | Books | Silly Little Show-Biz Book Club | The A.V. Club.

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