Some Days You Wake Up and There’s a New David Bowie Video in the World

It’s over here on his site. And it’s Bowie being suitably Bowie, which is nice. Apparently there will be an entire album to go with it in March. You’re welcome.

24 Comments on “Some Days You Wake Up and There’s a New David Bowie Video in the World”

  1. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me

    What a wonderful, sad song. Nice to hear him back again.

  2. I don’t know. I generally like Bowie, but I found it a bit to wandering and “mellow jazz” for my taste. I gave up on it out of boredom after about a minute. Also I was annoyed by the misspelling of Potsdam.

    And didn’t Bowie announce his retirement last year?

  3. @critter42
    No, he spelled it Potzdamer with a Z instead of Potsdamer with an S. I live in Germany and speak German, it jumped right out and bugged the hell out of me.


  5. Its Davie & my birthday today. Sure you all know about the cretin from the 50’s but not about me! I’d rather be know for sharing my birthday with Steven Hawking but instead everyone thinks of a guy who died on the crapper mainly because of an extremely poor diet and abuse of Rx.

    Davie is celebrating with a new album, I am celebrating by trying to duct tape back on the bits of me that are falling off.

  6. BTW – John, that photo you have on the banner is really moving. I doubt you thought that when you posted it but the scale and layout really suggest a thousand words. Thanks

  7. katyasozaeva – Athens, GA 30605 – Love animals, interested in a lot of things, obsessive bibliophile; check out my blog Now is Gone at

    I noticed the new album early this morning when I was putting together my own Bowie post on my blog (I had no real reason to do a Bowie blog; I just wanted to share some of his pictures, and then… NEW ALBUM!! Wow, suddenly my post was TOPICAL!). i had to laugh when I saw you did a Bowie post today, too. Great minds… ;-)

  8. It’s amazing how some people get older and yet their voice doesn’t lose it’s innate beauty or strength and the slight loss of range doesn’t detract from the way they sing. Bowie is one of those lucky few. (Peter Gabriel too.) I can’t wait to hear the rest of his new music.

  9. Is it just me, or does Bowie look like Dame Judi Dench?

    Probably just you, but if I look like Judi Dench when I hit 66 (assuming my low-living carcass survives another quarter century) I’ll be pleased as punch. Now, if I look like Maggie Smith then I’ll worry…

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