So I was hiking in brutal heat Sunday in Hollywood’s Runyon Canyon (Errol Flynn’s former estate) and listening to a mixed MP3 CD on my new Sony, including way too much David Bowie. His haunting, weirdo stuff is great to drive to or sleep to, but when you need that extra kick in the ass to get up the hill, you want something with a little more vroomvroom. Anyhow, after about the fourth Bowie track, I started to develop a conviction that David Bowie is at heart a sci-fi/fantasy writer. Nearly every song involved strange beings, mystical creatures, space men, star men or spiders from Mars. Have we misjudged this dude?
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