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Ringo (qwefqweg@me.org)
- Wednesday, December 31, 2008 at 19:31:27 (EST)
This was second time that DB reached Zagreb. Back in 1990., during his
Sound+Vision tour, he played rather short and disappointing
concert for some (me) , if not for immense crowd of 40 000 people that
came to see him. This time, it was quite another story. The gig was
switched from stadium to sport hall, so there was the opportunity for me to
sneak near the stage and watch musicians from short distance, a decision
that proved to be fruitfull, because seeing Bowie doing mime was the
best part of the show. Gone with the drum 'n'bass set; the demon of rock
and roll is resurrected! Perhaps most of the new material could not get off the
ground except for "The letter" (that didn't get us down ) and those
satellites gave hard time to everyone while trying to launch them to higher
parts of atmosphere. But never mind, what matters most is the
attitude that Bowie was expressing with every move: at once relaxed and precise, the chemistry
between him and the band (especially feathered Reeves) was projected on
the audience. This band is the first in decades that can be compared to
Alomar-Murray-Davis nucleus of seventies, and Bowie completely
regained his former charisma that seemed lost forever, but this time without
previous aloofness of pale-faced alien. For he needs not to be
intentionally strange to be strange any more - with his usual grin, smiling
enthusiastically like Tim Burton's Ed Wood, his performing magic
illuminates all.
He played with regained confidence based on raised creativity and quality of the last
few albums - it seemed that he had something to offer to his audience,
something other than recycled sounds and images of past greatness - and
he was giving it so abundantly that there was no point in complaining about
using pre-recorded parts, or that everything just wasn't perfect
musically.
Bowie came back after years of exile, which had seen him trying to capture in vain that
otherworldliness that he, better than any one else, embodied as
Star-dust-man-who-fell-to-earth, this Earthling is the latest reincarnation
of a man as "fallen angel", trotting the earth and gazing the sky.
What we get now is fully incarnated little devil, that is fun,
irresistibly charming and explicitly revealed to us in
"Telling lies" - which is Bowie at his most Luciferic, along
with him biting an apple and offering it.
Telling visionary lies, at the turn of the century and a
millennium, while waiting for something superhuman to descend, and
impersonating it as glittering presence in the blaze of colored light of
"saviour machines", shouting prophecies backed by thunder and whirl of the
sound. Not anybody's favourite, but "Hallo Spaceboy" ends with repeated
lines "Moon dust will cover you", on a wave of extremely powerful noise
that one is able to experience the presumed catastrophic future. It is only
rock roll, not high art or religion, but David Bowie's low sometimes touch
high and sublime, being a living picture of a man's soul as a devil's
noisy playground and a longing satellite of Love.
Boris
Boris (brunjic@znanost.hr)
Zagreb, Croatia - Tuesday, July 08, 1997 at 10:42:49 (EDT)
Um, make that 22.45 ;) Ha ha ha, he he he
Evan Torrie (torrie@etete.com)
Stanford, CA USA - Friday, July 04, 1997 at 17:21:29 (EDT)
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