David Bowie review

The hardcore Bowie fans, one covered with tattoos of various incarnations of Mr Jones have been at the very front of the barrier through out the whole day. All of it all the way determined to see their idol.

They aren’t disappointed, tho for a moment when the big screen flickers to life to show a virtual band I wonder if he’s going to do the gig from cyber space. But he appears, he looks more relaxed than I saw him at Glasto in 2000, fit and lean and full of his old casualness. He breaks into a audience howling version of Rebel Rebel and then asks if we please can not sing along to keep the noise down.

We sing louder to hits like The Pixies Cactus, Sister Midnight, All The Young Dudes, Fame, The Man Who Sold the World and China Girl. He loses the drape coat at come point and entertains us in a t-shirt, tie and jeans.



By Hello Space Boy there is certainly no one still upset about the match preceding his arrival. Gail Ann Dorsey dressed in fetching boots and a dominatrix outfit with white skirt looks gorgeous as ever and joins in vocals on Under Pressure. Bowie’s on his knees in front of her at the end of Ashes to Ashes and you can tell he’s thinking of Mick Ronson before he says his name dedicating Quicksand to him.

Station to Station comes next now the Bowie fans are clearly in heaven, big screens behind him show bears, cowboys, and other unrelated imagery. As the normal pair of screens which flank him show him in tortured black and white.

Bowie gives us Suffragette City and Ziggy Stardust too and then fireworks erupt to end a great festival. It’s been uplifting and wonderful and I wonder how they can top it next year!

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