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Gone for a Burton
As I understand it, Bowie's MO about anything that he found interesting was to push and explore until he found the outer edges of it, and then grope along the boundaries til he felt that he had a proper and thorough understanding of it. He wanted to know things, all things, subjectively rather than objectively. He explored his own madness, and the social malaise around him, in the same manner. He seems to have become more measured in the 80s and thereafter, but during the 70s, he just kept pushing and probing. If that sometimes took him into deep dark murky waters, well, yes.
To judge and condemn him on one of the many things he explored and examined seems a bit reductive here. Plenty of people felt/feel that his exploration of gender and sexuality was similarly wrong.
I'm not supporting his interest in fascism. And for me, his interest in it was far more complex and intelligent than Souxsie and Sid wearing swastikas. Certainly, he made me think about fascism and its outward trappings in ways I'd not really considered before (e.g. how integral and necessary that was/is for it to exist)
I felt challenged by it at the time, because it was at odds with what I believed and wanted to believe about him, and it felt as if he was challenging me to follow him against my principles: "You wanna godman? Try this on for size then…" In a sense, it was like a slap in the face, forcing me to think for myself rather than be a slave to a leader.
To judge and condemn him on one of the many things he explored and examined seems a bit reductive here. Plenty of people felt/feel that his exploration of gender and sexuality was similarly wrong.
I'm not supporting his interest in fascism. And for me, his interest in it was far more complex and intelligent than Souxsie and Sid wearing swastikas. Certainly, he made me think about fascism and its outward trappings in ways I'd not really considered before (e.g. how integral and necessary that was/is for it to exist)
I felt challenged by it at the time, because it was at odds with what I believed and wanted to believe about him, and it felt as if he was challenging me to follow him against my principles: "You wanna godman? Try this on for size then…" In a sense, it was like a slap in the face, forcing me to think for myself rather than be a slave to a leader.
) it on coke, that is.
-- if I'd properly ever listened to them back in 1983, or since, I must have forgot
-- I tend to concentrate on his earlier work mostly.

