David Bowie just released a new music video for his latest single, The Stars [Are Out Tonight], in which he and Tilda Swinton play husband and wife, and that is so awesome my head is going to explode. Ms. Swinton has long been compared to Sir Bowie, so it’s really inspired casting and they’re both great, and everyone should be really happy that this is happening.
The video, which is almost like a short film, is directed by Floria Sigismondi. The premise is that Bowie and Swinton, who in the video with her wig and makeup looks verrrrrry similiar to Bowie’s first wife, Angela Bowie, are a superstar couple who are stalked by a glamorous David Lynch-y couple. Weirdness ensues. There are also Bowie references abound and an incredible Bowie lookalike is prominently featured, played by female fashion model Iselin Steiro.
It’s a very bizarre video, lush and colorful and yet creepy and odd. Just watch it, m’kay?
The single is from Bowie’s album The Next Day, and it comes out on March 11th in the UK and March 12th in the USA.
February 26, 2013 at 4:30 am by Catherine St. Ives
David Bowie, one of the greatest musicians/performers/songwriters to ever live, period, is set to release his second single off of his upcoming album, The Next Day. This is a big deal because David Bowie is awesome.
Also this is the first new music he’s released in a long time. His most recent album, Reality, came out in 2003. To put this in perspective in 2003 I was psyched to get pink Ugg boots for my birthday.
The single, titled The Stars (Are Out Tonight) will drop February 26th. The first single released from The Next Day is Where Are We Now? and it has a very Berlin trilogy sound. The Berlin triology refers to the three Bowie albums Low, “Heroes”, and Lodger. Now you have trivia you can use that will impress at least four people in the entire world. He also released an accompanying music video that is creepy and not something I ever want to watch again. If you want to watch it, you can see it at the source. The Next Day will be released on March 12th (in the USA).
Words cannot express how I feel, so here’s some Bowie gifs.
February 19, 2013 at 5:30 am by Catherine St. Ives
Last week, my boyfriend did this thing where he said “hey, can I talk to you for a minute?” And because I do this thing where I worry about every single thing that ever happens in my life (by the way, when I was talking to my therapist about this, do you know what she said? She said “just stop.” Seriously? And when she made me tell her about all the things I do to keep from worrying, she said “yeah, just stop.” And I was like “if I could just stop, I probably would have by now,” because come on, seriously?), I freaked out. But all he said was “you don’t seem too excited about that new Bowie album, is everything ok?” And I laughed, and the worry left my heart. And the wonder crept in.
It’s a new Bowie album, guys. David Bowie recorded new music, and he’s releasing it in March. That’s huge. I’ve loved that man for as long as I can remember, but I’ve just come to accept that I was just born in the wrong decade to be a truly gratified Bowie fan. At the tender age of 16, I started the long, hard road to acceptance. I told myself that I would never, ever, not ever, get to experience another Bowie album. I’d heard all there was to hear, and I resigned myself to that cruel fact.
What I’m saying is that I still can’t even believe this is happening. Maybe next month I’ll start being visibly excited about it. Maybe that will be the time that I start crying uncontrollably and shaving off my eyebrows as a show of dedication. But right now, I’m still in shock.
But just to pile onto this madness, we’re now learning about what’s going to be Bowie’s second single from the album. It’s a song called “Dirty Boys,” and his producer, Tony Visconti, had this to say about it:
“Dirty Boys, the second song on The Next Day, is dark and sexy … like stripper music from the 1950s. Old bump-and-grind stripper music… It wouldn’t be out of place on Young Americans.”
Oh, ok, so that’s just the best thing I’ve ever heard in my whole entire life. No big deal.
January 17, 2013 at 2:30 pm by Emily
Oh my god, I’m kidding. FREAK OUT, AND FREAK OUT HARD. This is the moment that we’ve been waiting for for ten whole years. David Bowie, probably one of the greatest gifts the world has ever been given, is making music again. Here’s his brand new single:
It’s called “Where Are We Now,” obviously, and it’s the first single off his new album, The Next Day. The album, if you can even believe it, is set to be released in March. It’ll be his first album in literally ten years – his last, Reality, was released in 2003.
Oh, and did you remember that today is David Bowie’s birthday? What kind of wonderful, beautiful person gives the whole entire world such an amazing gift on his own birthday? I’ll tell you what kind: the kind that is about to make my whole entire life by making new music.
Who else is excited?!
January 8, 2013 at 5:30 am by Emily
In 1973, Mick Jagger was still coy about his own sexual preferences, but Bowie made no effort to conceal the fact that both he and his wife were bisexual and often shared partners. “Mick looked at David and wondered if maybe this was the wave of the future,” said Leee Black Childers, former executive vice president of MainMan, the management firm that handled Bowie. “Mick was very conscious of doing whatever it takes to stay hot; David was the hottest thing around at the time.”
“It was the glitter era, and everybody wanted to be part of the bisexual revolution,” explained singer Chuckie Starr, who ran into Mick at a party in Beverly Hills the week that “Angie” hit number one. “Mick was no different. He was wearing rhinestones, blue eye shadow, and platform shoes.”
Angie Bowie also looked askance at the blossoming relationship between Mick and David, but for very different reasons. She thought her husband had nothing to gain from cozying up to Jagger, and that such a friendship might even cost him credibility with his hip, young fan base.
Bowie, who called Jagger Mike — never Mick — thought differently. Not only was he in awe of Mick’s ability to electrify audiences year after year, but he respected the veteran rocker’s songwriting talent and business savvy. “He thought Mick was a financial genius,” Angie said. “We all did.”
Bowie and Jagger were soon spotted everywhere together without their wives: sitting ringside at the Muhammad Ali-Ken Norton bout, hanging out at the London disco Tramp, yelling and stomping their approval at a Diana Ross concert, or just cuddling up together on a hotel room coach [sic]. Neither superstar complained when one enterprising photographer snapped the two men in a moment of repose, Bowie tenderly cradling Mick’s head in his lap. Bowie also took Mick to gay films. “David,” said British TV producer Kevin Kahn, “is a born proselytizer.”
By October 1973, the Bowies were living on Oakley Street, just a stroll from Cheyne Walk. Angie had been out of town for a few days when she returned home one morning and went straight to the kitchen to make some tea. The Bowies’ maid, who had arrived about an hour earlier, approached the lady of the house with a peculiar look on her face. “Someone,” she told Angie, “is in your bed.”
Angie went upstairs to her bedroom, slowly pushed the door open, and there they were: Mick Jagger and David Bowie, naked in bed together, sleeping. Both men woke up with a start. “Oh, hello,” said Bowie, clearly taken by surprise. “How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Angie replied. “Do you want some coffee?”
Mick, blinking awake, remained silent. Angie returned a few minutes later with coffee and orange juice on a tray. While it was not a case of coitus interrupts, Angie “felt absolutely dead certain that they’d been screwing. It was so obvious, in fact, that I never even considered the possibility that they hadn’t been screwing.”
Angie was upset at the time, unsure if David was serious about Mick — and, if he was, how she could ever compete with him. “Even though I cared,” she said, “there wasn’t much I was going to do about it . . . Maybe,” she tried to joke later, “they were writing ‘Angie’ when I caught them in bed together.”
OK, so, before anything goes any further, can I say that I definitely could see this happening? Come on. This was the era of the New Romance. For all we know, Catherine Zeta-Jones was in on this business, too. Count on it.
Have things changed so much that people would be shocked and outraged by this kind of behavior today? When all of this kind of same-sex cozying-up was publicly going on back in the late seventies and early eighties, would people like Jane Pitt still have a platform on which to speak her opinions? Well, yeah, they would, but there’s one thing that’s certain: it feels like there’s far, far more people who are apt to accept gender-bending celebrities and same-sex famous hookups back then it would be allowed for the common person these days.
Can’t we all just take a page out of Bowie‘s book and just let whatever things are, be? He is a god, after all. Thought you knew!
July 10, 2012 at 9:30 am by Sarah
You don’t know who Chris Packham is? It’s cool, neither did I until a few minutes ago. Chris Packham is a wildlife expert on this show called Springwatch that airs on BBC. He is also amazing.
Chris Packham has taken it upon himself to fit in a David Bowie song title on the show whenever possible. And sure, some of them are easy – “Changes,” “Fame,” “Heroes,” for example – but some of them require much more talent. He sees a bird with a bright orange spot on top of his head, for instance, and calls him the “Ziggy Stardust” of birds. He calls a nest of young birds “All the Young Dudes.” He even manages to spot a bird that he refers to as “Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed.”
I know it might sound a little silly here, but you have to watch it to appreciate how seamlessly he manages to work in the 49 different song titles. Because yeah, he’s mentioned 49 different songs in 12 episodes. It’s inspiring, is what it is.
How many song titles did you notice?