Bowie: de biografie

by Wendy Leigh

Discover the man behind the myth in this new biography of one of the most pioneering and influential performers of our time—David Bowie.

David Bowie—the iconic superstar of rock, fashion, art, design, and the quintessential sexual liberator—is a living legend. However, for the past five decades, he has managed to retain his Hollywood star mystique. Now, New York Times bestselling author Wendy Leigh reveals the real man behind the mythology. Through scores of interviews with Bowie’s lovers (both male and female), his girlfriends, business associates, groupies, and band members, Leigh, who grew up just a mile from where Bowie was born and went to school, has written an intimate biography of rock’s greatest enigma.

In an unexpurgated exploration of Bowie’s kaleidoscopic personal life, she reveals his star-crossed inheritance—his mother was once an acolyte of the British Fascist party; his father, the PR genius who masterminded his early career—in a dramatic contrast to those family members grappling with mental illness, fears that would haunt Bowie for most of his life.

Above all, there is Bowie’s hard-won rise to fame and fortune, his astounding creativity, his courage as a performer, and his shape-shifting style, coupled with a ruthless ambition that caused him to submit to the casting couch on his way to the top. In the process, Leigh tells of Bowie’s strong bond with John Lennon, his love/hate relationship with Mick Jagger, his male sexual partners, and his women, as disparate as Elizabeth Taylor, Susan Sarandon, Tina Turner, Marianne Faithful, Nina Simone, and most notable, his marriage to Iman, which has lasted for the past quarter of a century.

Featuring a sixteen-age insert with many never-before-seen photographs of David Bowie and those close to him, this biography is a once-in-a-lifetime look at the iconic superstar who changed the world.

Genres: Biography, Music, Nonfiction, Biography Memoir, Audiobook, Art, LGBT

384 pages, Hardcover

First published September 23, 2014

About the author

Ghostwriter & celebrity biographer. She has also written books on love, sex & relationships

http://www.wendyleigh.com/#

Reviews

[Paul Bryant]

I found this:

David Bowie’s Top 100 Books
http://electricliterature.com/david-b...

I have read 31 of David's top 100 so it turns out that if we had ever met, which was always somewhat unlikely, we would have had lots to talk about.

Interviews With Francis Bacon by David Sylvester
Billy Liar by Keith Waterhouse
Room At The Top by John Braine
On Having No Head by Douglass Harding
Kafka Was The Rage by Anatole Broyard
A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
City Of Night by John Rechy
The Brief Wondrous Life Of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
Iliad by Homer
As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
Tadanori Yokoo by Tadanori Yokoo
Berlin Alexanderplatz by Alfred Döblin
Inside The Whale And Other Essays by George Orwell
Mr. Norris Changes Trains by Christopher Isherwood
Halls Dictionary Of Subjects And Symbols In Art by James A. Hall
David Bomberg by Richard Cork
Blast by Wyndham Lewis
Passing by Nella Larson
Beyond The Brillo Box by Arthur C. Danto
The Origin Of Consciousness In The Breakdown Of The Bicameral Mind by Julian Jaynes
In Bluebeard’s Castle by George Steiner
Hawksmoor by Peter Ackroyd
The Divided Self by R. D. Laing
The Stranger by Albert Camus
Infants Of The Spring by Wallace Thurman
The Quest For Christa T by Christa Wolf
The Songlines by Bruce Chatwin
Nights At The Circus by Angela Carter
The Master And Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov
The Prime Of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
Herzog by Saul Bellow
Puckoon by Spike Milligan
Black Boy by Richard Wright
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With The Sea by Yukio Mishima
Darkness At Noon by Arthur Koestler
The Waste Land by T.S. Elliot
McTeague by Frank Norris
Money by Martin Amis
The Outsider by Colin Wilson
Strange People by Frank Edwards
English Journey by J.B. Priestley
A Confederacy Of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
The Day Of The Locust by Nathanael West
1984 by George Orwell
The Life And Times Of Little Richard by Charles White
Awopbopaloobop Alopbamboom: The Golden Age of Rock by Nik Cohn
Mystery Train by Greil Marcus
Beano (comic, ’50s)
Raw (comic, ’80s)
White Noise by Don DeLillo
Sweet Soul Music: Rhythm And Blues And The Southern Dream Of Freedom by Peter Guralnick
Silence: Lectures And Writing by John Cage
Writers At Work: The Paris Review Interviews edited by Malcolm Cowley
The Sound Of The City: The Rise Of Rock And Roll by Charlie Gillete
Octobriana And The Russian Underground by Peter Sadecky
The Street by Ann Petry
Wonder Boys by Michael Chabon
Last Exit To Brooklyn by Hubert Selby, Jr.
A People’s History Of The United States by Howard Zinn
The Age Of American Unreason by Susan Jacoby
Metropolitan Life by Fran Lebowitz
The Coast Of Utopia by Tom Stoppard
The Bridge by Hart Crane
All The Emperor’s Horses by David Kidd
Fingersmith by Sarah Waters
Earthly Powers by Anthony Burgess
The 42nd Parallel by John Dos Passos
Tales Of Beatnik Glory by Ed Saunders
The Bird Artist by Howard Norman
Nowhere To Run: The Story Of Soul Music by Gerri Hirshey
Before The Deluge by Otto Friedrich
Sexual Personae: Art And Decadence From Nefertiti To Emily Dickinson by Camille Paglia
The American Way Of Death by Jessica Mitford
In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
Lady Chatterly’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence
Teenage by Jon Savage
Vile Bodies by Evelyn Waugh
The Hidden Persuaders by Vance Packard
The Fire Next Time by James Baldwin
Viz (comic, early ’80s)
Private Eye (satirical magazine, ’60s – ’80s)
Selected Poems by Frank O’Hara
The Trial Of Henry Kissinger by Christopher Hitchens
Flaubert’s Parrot by Julian Barnes
Maldodor by Comte de Lautréamont
On The Road by Jack Kerouac
Mr. Wilson’s Cabinet of Wonders by Lawrence Weschler
Zanoni by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Transcendental Magic, Its Doctine and Ritual by Eliphas Lévi
The Gnostic Gospels by Elaine Pagels
The Leopard by Giusseppe Di Lampedusa
Inferno by Dante Alighieri
A Grave For A Dolphin by Alberto Denti di Pirajno
The Insult by Rupert Thomson
In Between The Sheets by Ian McEwan
A People’s Tragedy by Orlando Figes
Journey Into The Whirlwind by Eugenia Ginzburg

[William III · Rating 1 out of 5]

This is not the biography you want to read, well, unless you are only interested in what tabloids would write about the man. If you're interested in the brilliant musician, talented actor, and fashion icon side of Bowie, look for a more superior biography. Shouldn't be difficult.

[Scott Rhee · Rating 3 out of 5]

The late Wendy Leigh wrote “Bowie: the Biography” two years before Bowie succumbed to cancer. Sadly, Leigh died in June 2016 after falling from the balcony of her London apartment. It may seem like a book tainted by death, but it is, in fact, a celebration of life. Specifically, it is a celebration of the very fascinating, exuberant, occasionally troubled, but wonderful life of David Bowie.

There have literally been dozens of biographies written about Bowie, and I’m sure that since his death, more books about him will be popping up on bookshelves in the near future. Leigh’s biography doesn’t add anything new to the story, but it is an entertaining read nonetheless.

One of my complaints about the book may be nothing more than a prudish annoyance I had with Leigh’s apparent obsession with Bowie’s sex life. As rich a topic as that may be to mine, I felt that Leigh bordered on the sensationalistic, lascivious, and prurient. In some parts, she went straight over the border and set up camp.

Upon finishing the book, however, my thoughts on the topic have shifted somewhat, and I am beginning to see why Leigh focused her attention throughout the book on Bowie’s sexuality.

At the height of his Ziggy Stardust era, Bowie was unabashed about his declaration of bisexuality. His Ziggy persona oozed sexuality, which was the point, but, more importantly, Bowie’s wild and open lifestyle gave voice and a glimmer of hope to millions of young men and women growing up in sexually repressive households, cities, and countries.

Bowie was bragging about homosexuality and bisexuality in an era when such things were still, for the most part, underground. It was a topic that was, at the very least, not spoken about in decent company, if at all.

That Bowie was accused of being “confused” or “pretentious” was, of course, de rigueur for a rock star of Bowie’s ilk, whose day-to-day sexuality was as ephemeral as his fashion sense.

But Bowie, according to Leigh, wasn’t being pretentious with his sexuality. He simply didn’t seem to have many inhibitions when it came to whom he slept with.

Leigh spends a lot of time on the sexual relationships Bowie had with record producers, agents, and other rock stars. Some of her anecdotes are merely speculation---his short-lived affair with Mick Jagger, for instance, was never substantiated despite rampant rumors.

The real question is: who cares?

I personally didn’t care who Bowie slept with, nor would I give the book much credence if all Leigh was doing was writing a who’s-who of everyone bedded or blown by Bowie.

Thankfully, Leigh was leading up to the climax (no pun intended) of her story: Bowie’s introduction to, and subsequent marriage with, Iman.

Apparently, marriage and monogamy eventually suited Bowie well. He was, by all accounts that counted (namely Iman), a loving and doting husband. He was also a very loving and affectionate father to his son, Duncan (from his previous marriage with Mary Angela Barnett) and daughter, Alexandria.

Leigh’s book attempts to demonstrate that even a sexually wild rock star like Bowie can find love and happiness in a monogamous relationship.

[Spencer Rich · Rating 2 out of 5]

I'll put it this way: if you're hoping to find out which guitar Carlos Alomar is playing on which album, this is not the book for you. If, on the other hand, you want to know when, where, and if Bowie bonked Bianca, it may be right up your alley. In fact Bowie's own member gets a lot more words than any band member. Not to say that Bowie's private life and private parts aren't interesting reading material, and the author does a reasonably good job of combing various sources to try and sort fact from fiction (this, of course, being an impossible job in Bowie's case.) It's lurid tabloid stuff and not a bad read if you're taking a plane across the water or going cross country on a bus or train. But if you're a young musician hoping to learn recording secrets shared by Eno and Bowie, forget it. There's plenty of other thin white duke material out there over which to pour.

[Cassie Morrison · Rating 2 out of 5]

When I first saw this book I thought it was probably cheap tabloid filler. I then saw it at the library and gave it a go. I should have judged the book by its stupidly designed cover(seriously, who's uneducated enough to change his eye color?). This is book about who Bowie slept with, and a poorly researched one at that. Halfway through I realized there wasn't even any detail of the actual recording processes. Station to Station was covered with about a sentence saying no one was allowed in.

The major thing that bugged me the most was the way Coco was introduced. She wasn't introduced as the woman who kept David alive in 1975 when one source said if it wasn't for her, he probably wouldn't be here. No, she is demoted to just another girl in love with David within the first two pages. This books classified women as sex objects even more than Bowie did.

The most apparent flaw in the research and cements the cheap "shocking" tabloid aura is the infamous "nazi salute" photo story. In this book it paints the story you'll find most places, out of his mind on cocaine fascist trip Bowie. It then goes on to say how sad it was since Coco was of Jewish heritage and gives a quote of Bowie saying he was just waving and someone took a photo. It failed to mention theres video that shows he was just waving. Its even on YouTube. Its very clear the painting Leigh was trying to paint.

While this is an interesting read, its essentially the 50 shades of Bowie in the Bowie biography world. If you have never read a Bowie biography, do not read this one. Starman is quite good, dont waste your time or let this be the primary influence on you. If you know Bowie quite well, this will be hilarious and outraging but overall leaves a dirty taste in your mouth and it wasn't Bowie who left it there. While I enjoy drug binges tales and orgies as much as the Bowie fan, we're Bowie fans because of his music, not his dick size.

[Victoria · Rating 1 out of 5]

This is the biography of Bowie's penis. As many other reviewers said, there's not much about the music, way too many assumptions, few lines about his art and inspiration (except if he slept with her/him) and it's not very well written. I love Bowie and his music, I've been to London only to be able to visit the "David Bowie is" exhibition at the V&A, I find him one of the most attractive, beautiful and interesting men ever, but reading this book made me feel like I was "adoring" a sexual maniac, a depressive freak, a drug slave, a childish adult with a mental condition. Maybe all those "Bowies" are somehow true in a way, maybe I'm biased, but I refuse to believe this magnificent artist is just what this book presents.

[Kelly · Rating 2 out of 5]

As an avid fan of David Bowie, I couldn't pass up this new biography when it was first published. I've never read any of Leigh's other works, but I felt like I was reading an issue of Us Weekly rather than an actual biography. Sure, Leigh did her research and interviewed many people, but I felt like I was reading a laundry list of everyone David Bowie ever slept with. I'm not naive about the rock n' roll lifestyle - I knew that he had dalliances with many males and females back in the day, but after so many accounts of how giving and awesome of a lover Bowie was grew rather repetitive pretty quickly. Yes, I get it, he was a pale, skinny rock god that made his lovers feel as they were the only ones in the world, but I felt as if Leigh was herself a groupie that never had a shot at the prize, ergo, this book was written.

I've always been amazed at how talented and layered Bowie is as both an artist and a human being. I was hoping to read more about his music, especially the years that brought listeners The Berlin Trilogy, but what I read wasn't anything I hadn't read about before. (Although, I will never get tired of the story about how the song "Heroes" was written.) Nothing new was offered at the table. I also hoped to get a better sense of where he came from, family wise, but it was recycled information.

This book was interesting to read, but it left a lot to be desired. It was more style than substance, and while Bowie may have been accused of it in certain points of his long career, I would not recommend this particular biography to someone interested in Bowie and his career.

[Deena · Rating 1 out of 5]

This book reads like a fanfic piece written by a sex addict. The writing style is juvenile, poorly edited, often disjointed, and just not good. I was excited to win this book because I really enjoy Bowie's music, but barely a page went by when some conquest of his wasn't discussed in awkward detail. Very little focus was paid to Bowie's music. In a bio about a musician you want to see ALL aspects of the figure: personal, professional, creative. Also, so much of the detail reads like tabloid reporting: short on facts, long on conjecture and assumption. Any discerning reader would have a very hard time believing a word of what was written. Do I believe that Bowie was a randy rock star of the 70s? Sure, but dang. The only good thing I can say about it was it was a fast read.

[Claudia · Rating 2 out of 5]

Uma biografia centrada na vida sexual do artista.

[Kurt Gottschalk · Rating 1 out of 5]

About the best thing I can say about this book is that it is a quick read, although the author does demonstrate a serviceable knowledge of pronounce use and with some effort could become proficient in crafting intelligible clauses.

A sample sentence: “In May, 1965, now jaded with the Manish Boys, when David heard through the grapevine that the rock-and-roll band the Lower Third was looking for a new member, he auditioned for them and beat Steve Marriott, (who went on to front the Small Faces) and was invited to join the group, which consisted of Dennis Taylor on lead guitar, bass guitarist Graham Evans, and, soon after David joined as lead singer, drummer Phil Lancaster.” (page 48)

As a biographer, the author is far more fixated on her subject’s sexual encounters than she is his work, and doesn’t let an opportunity to write about genital size slip through her fingers (so to speak). She is fawning in all aspects of her depiction of her subject, with knowing nods and feigned judgement about his promiscuousness.

But it might be for the best that she sticks to writing about sex. The book contains factual inaccuracies about the Velvet Underground and Roxy Music, and she gives Iggy Pop writing credit for “China Girl,” when in fact it was co-written by him and the subject of her book. She also refers in passing to John Lennon being “slaughtered” and points out that Bowie’s family only had a black-and-white television in the early 1950s.

There are photographs, and some of them are in color.

[r3miniscence · Rating 4 out of 5]

"La musica mi ha regalato oltre quarant'anni di esperienze eccezionali. Non posso dire che abbia attenuato i dolori e le tragedie della vita, ma mi ha permesso di trascorrere molti momenti in compagnia quando mi sentivo solo ed è stata per me un mezzo sublime di comunicazione quando volevo essere in contatto con gli altri. È la porta che dà sulla mia percezione e la casa in cui vivo. "
Con queste parole, il cantante, showman e attore David Robert Jones, alias David Bowie, ha trasmesso la sua passione che lo ha portato ad essere un volto conosciuto in tutto il globo. È innegabile come la sua influenza abbia cambiato la concezione della musica, degli usi e costumi abituali, ma soprattutto del mondo. Molte cose, dopo il suo avvenire, sono state viste con occhi diversi e anche se per un periodo è stato un uomo tormentato, con dipendenze da uomo comune, è riuscito a diventare una stella; una stella, la cui presenza illumina chi gli sta attorno.

[Rachel · Rating 3 out of 5]

A more accurate title might be "How David Bowie Slept His Way to the Top". Of course when diving into a musician's biography you expect - and want - sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll, Yet I'd like a bit more of the rock 'n' roll part. There is plenty of source material on David Bowie and this book would be better rounded if it included a bit more info about the songs and David's songwriting process. I supplemented my reading with Nicholas Pegg's The Complete David Bowie to look up the songs and albums. It is an amazing reference book and I think I got more out of that book by using "Bowie" as a timeline to flip through Pegg's reference book.

“I always had a repulsive need to be something more than human. I felt very puny as a human. I thought, 'Fuck that. I want to be a superhuman.'" ― David Bowie

Personally, I'm obsessed in the creation of oneself and subsequent re-invention of oneself, and David Bowie is the master. I tried to read through the lines and determine if he is an incredible narcissist or if his self-respect is just healthy enough that it allows him to do amazing things. I still can not decide. Was he always changing because that was the true him and he is just a man doing what he had to do to tap his creativity? Or was it all carefully planned marketing because he wanted to shock and keep the attention from his fans? Maybe a little of both. Guess that's just Bowie though - always making us wonder. Regardless, I enjoyed the ride stepping through David's evolutions and revolutions throughout the years.

One note, I'm glad that they called out David's propensity to spot trends and covered his activity of being the first artist to do many things on the internet. I was a member of Bowienet back in 1998!! I remember how it cool it was that he had a whole community to himself. But they spent more time on Bowienet than they did on the "Station to Station", "Low", or "Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps)" albums which is a shame.

[AL · Rating 4 out of 5]

I've been meaning to read a Bowie bio for many years and been told by many of my more hardcore fan friends that there weren't really any that did him justice, which I let dissuade me from being curious and just taking a chance on one. His recent death certainly made my desire more urgent, so I started with this one. I read a couple of reviews that panned this book for certain aspects (which were accurate after reading it) but I found that the author may not be as astute about the history of rock music (David Bowie invented heavy metal?) but she was clearly a fan of Bowie the man and had an ear for gossip, which in the case of a raconteur like Bowie, there was plenty. Sex, drugs and mentions of rock and roll are all on display here, as well as poignant information about his family and upbringing that gave this book a sense that this is not just a tabloid-style money grab by an estranged insider, but a story about an inspirational human being, which Bowie certainly was. There were moments where the author repeats previously told facts that seems almost senile or condescending, but overall this is a good informative read, that at the very least will serve as a good foundation to knowing about Bowie's life. Ms. Leigh has done effective research, reading relevant celebrity biographies and adding some of her own personal interviews, some of which she says were with insiders, mostly not disgruntled. Give it a go! It reads quick.

[Larry Bassett · Rating 3 out of 5]

Sex drugs and rock 'n' roll

I would give the first two thirds of this audible book a barely passable review interesting only because it is so out of the norm of my reading. It is full of sex groupies and the entourage. What you always imagine must be the life of a rockstar. The final third of the book was more enjoyable to me as it moved into David's extended life with his long-term wife Iman. There well maybe better books about David Bowie but I picked this one off Amazon because the e-book and the audible book were inexpensive. I wanted to read about David whose career I never followed closely but who just died recently at the age of 69.

[Inês Martins dos Santos · Rating 3 out of 5]

Overall, I liked it. However, I think it had potential to be a good biography about the life of David Bowie and instead ended up showcasing the wild side of the rock star lifestyle: "sex, drugs and rock & roll" applies here, for sure. And while Bowie was obviously no exception to the rule, he built a legacy which has inspired so many other artists and that goes beyond that. But it remains a fairly interesting book if you wish to read more about this legendary man.

[David Bober · Rating 1 out of 5]

Wendy Leigh seems awfully fixated on the girth of David Bowie's thighs and the length of his penis. Is it possible to give a book less than 1-star?

[Mimonni · Rating 1 out of 5]

Lette le prime 30 pagine e abbandonato. Troppo gossip per i miei gusti. Fortunatamente era un prestito bibliotecario. :P

[Johan Mulder · Rating 4 out of 5]

Goed boek die mij verrassend genoeg een goed inzicht gag in Bowie’s karakter, zijn keuzes en leven. Dus ook in zijn muziek.

[Shayna · Rating 5 out of 5]

I didn’t cry. Yay! But that’s because this was published before he passed. The ending still had Some Feels, though, but I was spared bawling at work this time.

Spends far more time on his relationships than his music, but it serves what I assume is the intent of the book: to show how he evolved as a person along with his music, from an indiscriminate, promiscuous rockstar to devoted husband and father. And how did I not know Iman was so badass?

There were some mentions of interests and leanings that I’m still processing how I feel about and will have to do more research to figure out the truth of it and whether or not it affects my feelings toward him and his work. Probably not, because David frikkin’ Bowie. :)

[Yannis · Rating 1 out of 5]

Γραμμένο με ροζ διάθεση κλειδαρότρυπας, προ θανάτου του Bowie. Μετάφραση με λάθη ("του επικεφαλή"...) και άγνοια ("ο σκηνοθέτης του Χίτλερ, ο Λένι Ρίφενσταλ"....).

[Lia Costa · Rating 1 out of 5]

Infelizmente, só fui ver as resenhas desse livro quando já estava quase acabando. Que livro ruim! David Bowie não merecia uka biografia desse nível. Não leiam!

[Doug Seville · Rating 4 out of 5]

Interesting of Bowie prior to his passing. Most of the book is in the early years with a focus on sex, drugs and rock and roll.

[Miha · Rating 1 out of 5]

Obupno slabo.

[Sorkunde · Rating 2 out of 5]

As charming and otherwordly as David Bowie's life gets depicted, I found this biography too focused on his sexual liberation, his endowement, and his rampant drug use.

I also got a sense of an extremely opportunistic and narcisist individual. He used people with his charming British manners, as a matter of fact.

David Bowie is undeniably a legend, but I wonder if he would have got him to stardom without Angie, Coco, his managers (except for Defries), and all the people he took advange of.

Too bad that as someone always ahead of his times he did not contemplate being a vegan.

[Angie · Rating 1 out of 5]

Meh. It was an ARC so I like to think some of the issues were fixed in the final book but, to be honest, it would have needed a lot more work to turn it into a deeper biography. As it stood, this was mostly about who Bowie slept with, how many drugs he did, who he had shitty/dismissive relationships with... and then circling back to how much sex and what kind of sex he had and, oh, he made music and movies and innovated presentation and distribution.

[Kayla · Rating 3 out of 5]

It’s Bowie so it’s naturally interesting, but this was a very surface level biography. I wanted to dive deeper, so will be on the hunt for another.

[Raigo · Rating 1 out of 5]

Võimalik, et mul on senini ka lihtsalt vedanud, aga sellist saasta polegi vist mulle varem kätte sattunud. Juba algallikas (s.t. ingliskeelne versioon) on sisu poolest täielik jura, eesti keelde ringi panduna läks see veelgi hullemaks.

Kusagil poole raamatu peal ma kirjutasin iseendale:

"Tõlkija Annika Laas ja toimetaja Angela Aasamets, kes on süüdi David Bowie eluloo (Kunst 2015) jõledas tõlkes, no tõesti, minge kraavi kaevama. Vaid paar tsitaati:

"Võttes arvesse, et Velvet Underground ei olnud piisavalt kuulus, et turvasüsteeme hallata, võis David hiljem kergesti lava taha hiilida."

"Ken sõlmis pikemalt mõtlemata Davidi kaasohjamise lepingu." (üldse nad vahetpidamata "ohjavad" Bowiet)

Jne jne jne. Kohutav ja väga vigane tõlge."

Ja nii ongi. Ma närisin end sellest küll läbi aga see oli paras sunnitöö. Lisaks tõlkele on raamat ka sisuliselt toimetamata või siis on toimetaja inimene, kellel pole kõige õrnematki aimu muusikamaailmast. Või kui nüüd natuke järele mõelda, siis üldse maailmast.

Autori kraesse lähevad lõputu nämmutamine, ühest asjast kümnekonna lehekülje jooksul mitu korda rääkimine, keskendumine peamiselt seksile (kellega-bowie-siis-magas-ja-kellega-pärast-seda-magas-ja-oi-issake-temaga-ta-vist-ei-maganudki) aga seegi on kirja pandud lihtsalt tüütult.

Ma ei teagi, kas korduvalt valesti kirjutatud nimed (nt. "Labyrinthi" kaas-staar Jennifer Connelly on raamatus muutunud Connollyks), labased faktivead (nt. Oona O'Neill Chaplin tituleeritakse ühes lauses nii Eugene O'Neilli kui Charlie Chaplini leseks, tegelikult oli ta O'Neilli tütar) ja paljud muud totrused ning valeinfo lähevad autori või tõlkija kraesse. Aga ega eriti vahet polekski, kes selle "au" endale saaks.

Ahjaa, ja kui see muu mula seest juhtumisi silma hakkab, siis saab lugeja teada, et Bowie tegi ka natuke muusikat ning salvestas paar albumit.

Saast! Hoiduge sellest iga hinna eest! :)

[Sallee · Rating 3 out of 5]

I've read several other biographies about David Bowie and this one was fairly good. It showcased his drug years and his rampant sexuality which is why most people read rock-star bios. The part I found most interesting was his mature life. I was glad to see that with age his life is truly fully developed.

[Bruce · Rating 2 out of 5]

Lot's of details of Bowie's life, mostly gleaned from other sources, concentrating on his drugs and sex life, but very poorly written and/or edited. I found it repetitious, wordy, exploitative, and hard to read. Again, for the Bowie-phile, if there is such a thing, it might provide some detail but I wouldn't go out of my way to read to it. It was a gift and Christmas time so...

[Kaethe · Rating 1 out of 5]

I knew it was a supremely stupid book as soon as I got it home:the photo on the front has been colored so that Bowie's left eye is brown and his right eye is blue. Bowie does not have two differently colored irises.

Library copy