3.24.11
3:48 pm
Yesterday, I was thinking about David Bowie.
Specifically about how, aside from Extras and guesting on Arcade Fire's and Scarlett Johansen's albums, he hasn't put out any of his own music since before his heart surgery in 2004.
So, I popped his name into The Internet and came back with a news story about how his unreleased 2001 album, "Toy", was leaked, in full, a few days ago.
"Toy" was to be a follow-up to 1999's genre-shifting "hours..." and consisted of a few new tracks and mostly older songs from Bowie's waaay early career re-recorded and re-vamped.
Honestly, most of the songs on "Toy" are shit compared to their original versions, lacking the raw energy and sweetness they were made with, and sounding like Adult Contemporary trying to impress the twentysomethings and failing miserably and the songs you'd want to hear remade ("Love You 'Til Tuesday" and "The Laughing Gnome") are nowhere to be found.
I'm not going to say it should have remained unreleased (Hole In The Ground" and "Shadow Man" are pretty good), but I'll be happy to say that you get exactly what you pay for.
But the point I'm trying to make is that, within twelve minutes, I had brand new David Bowie music.
Thanks to The Internet.
So thank you, The Internet, you make instant gratification more instant.
Also, there's porn.
Lots of porn.
Weird porn.
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