emersunn asked for #282
I developed a fascination with David Bowie in 1975, when Young Americans came out. I was thirteen years old, still discovering all the world of rock and roll had to offer me. After listening to Young Americans - especially “Fame” - until the grooves practically wore out, I took my allowance over to the record department at Modell’s and bought myself a copy of The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars.
I had these huge headphones back then. They were made of leather and almost as big as my head. The comfort level of those things is something I always remember when I slip on my Beats. There was nothing like it. Being cocooned in that cushiony material while listening to some spaced out rock music put me in another world. It was what I imagined being high was like (and I would discover soon after I was pretty close).
Because my tastes were not yet that refined, I only listened to two songs on The Rise and Fall..: “Suffragette City” and “Ziggy Stardust.” And they were so disparate, so on opposite ends of the spectrum to my ears that I couldn’t believe they were sung by the same person. Which only made my admiration of David Bowie grow.
A lifetime later, my son would learn how to play this on the guitar. And that’s the first thing I think of when I hear this song now. Those first notes coming from his room over and over again as he learned how to master them.