It's four years since we dug up all our vinyl and went on a Bowie marathon, from Low to Diamond Dogs and stopping by his most recent work, Blackstar.
We’re so open to it all it’s no wonder that Friday on My Mind made such an impression. Bowie's version especially.
The Jean Genie played at my first disco, in my first year at university. That’s where I met the boy from Boggabilla. He liked the way I danced. And I liked the way he liked my dancing.
As a Bowie aficionado Jack couldn’t hold a candle to Dennis, but this track burns deep at the best of times, and obliterates him in the worst. Such as now.
As soon as the credits rose I would stalk back to the car and play Low on my way home, through the city and immigrant ghettoes, past still clattering factories and silent housing estates, then back onto the dark of the fen to park at a small humpback bridge just outside my village.