People stared at the makeup on his face
Laughed at his long black hair, his animal grace
The boy in the bright blue jeans
Jumped up on the stage
And Lady Stardust sang us songs
Of darkness and dismay
And he was all right, the band was all together
Yes, he was all right, the song went on forever
Yes, he was awful nice
Really quite out of sight
And he sang all night long
Femme fatales emerged from shadows
To watch this creature fair
Boys stood up on their chairs
To make their point of view
I smiled sadly for a love I could not obey
And Lady Stardust sang songs
Of darkness and dismay
And he was all right, the band was all together
Yes, he was all right, his song went on forever
And he was awful nice
Really quite out of sight
And he sang all night long
Oh, how I lied when they asked if I knew his name
Oh there was all right, the band was all together
And, he was all right, and his song went on forever
He was awful nice
Really quite paradise
He sang all night long
Interesting story about this Bowie song: The original demo for it was titled “He Was Alright (A Song For Marc)”, and thus is generally believed amongst diehard Bowie fans to be about Marc Bolan. This was not unusual for Bowie, as he had written songs about Bob Dylan and Andy Warhol previously. On the other hand, if you think Angie Bowie is to be believed, Bowie and Bolan had a series of regular sexual encounters beyond their friendship. It’s also generally believed that Bolan introduced Bowie to the “glam” concept —this isn’t all that far-fetched, either, as Bowie is often referred to as “the great rock n’ r roll chameleon”. Think about it, do chameleons create their own looks, or do they simply adapt to their surroundings? Bowie is one of those guys who’s just really good at adapting to whatever the people he admires or is hanging out with are doing —his brief foray into mime came shortly after his meeting and eagerly working with Lindsay Kemp and Jack Birkett, and not only does Jayne County believe that Bowie plagiarised one of her songs to write “The Jean Genie”, many Bowie historians believe she’s correct. It makes sense that he’d adapt the Marc Bolan’s prototypical glam rock look to his own style –and let’s face it, if Bowie is a greyhound, Bolan is… a pug: Very cute, stylish in his own way, but hardly intimidating or threatening in his looks –possessing that potential for gender-confusion and controversy, Bowie became an international superstar and sex symbol for gender-fuckery for decades to come, and in lacking it, Bolan, while a household name in the UK, barely made a blip on the radar, elsewhere, especially while he was alive.
Now, sure, some people believe that there were certainly other reasons for Bolan’s thwarted international pop stardom, but that’s another story for another time.
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