I’ve been thinking a lot over the last two years about the significance of 1975 in David Bowie’s career. I’ve been all over his interest in the occult, his deadly diet of milk and cocaine, The Man Who Fell to Earth, and how Station to Station seems to divide his 1970s output into two pretty different parts. People talk about Station to Station as a progressive rock album – just because he sings about mountains on mountains and sunbirds to soar with? Ever notice the beat running under those lines? Why hasn’t it been considered as a disco album? Is it just the surviving prejudice against disco? Can that prejudice survive the polyrhythms happening here, the moves, the movie star style, the demonstration of how good bell bottoms can look?
a broken-nosed mogul 