Hi there. Mattttt here.
This blog gets its title from an inter-stanza lyric from David Bowie's "TVC-15," from his in-my-view underappreciated Station to Station. The big single from that album, "Golden Years," pales in comparison to the rest of the work--especially the title track, with its slow but ultimately relentless build into fury, much like the steam locomotive effect played at the beginning.
"TVC-15" is different, though; rather atypical of most Bowie songs from his "Thin White Duke" period, it borders on the cute.
Not sure what it is about this particular song that so enthralls me; it could be the beer-hall piano opening, the quick slide into glam-chords, the chipper insistence of Bowie's vocals, the recurring motifs.... I've got it narrowed down to either the ridiculous concept (Bowie wrote the song after Iggy Pop told him of hallucinating their television eating his girlfriend), or the hypnotic refrain. Or maybe just the good memories of living with roommates, ages ago, before the complications snarled their way into our lives.
At any rate, it's easily my favorite song on the album--or at least tied with "Station to Station," which I think I've finally learned how to sing properly.
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I hope to update with more frequency than I've done on previous efforts. I can't promise much, and when updates do appear, they may likely be of the "my job/friends/girlfriend/socio-economic circumstances/position in the nation's ever-strengthening caste system/politicians suck" variety that everyone's heard by now. But at least I'll be writing, so you fuckers had best appreciate it for what it is.
Thanks.
