I
did a summary of my thoughts on Diamond
Dogs but left it at work, so here goes again - a potted version: I was a
wee nipper of 10 when I prised my first Bowie album off my brothers - Ziggy Stardust. It was my first ‘serious’
album, my only other possessions to that point being Billion Dollar Babies (Alice Cooper) and I think some Slade and
Sweet. Suddenly, as Bowie’s albums came out thick and fast in the early 70s I
had a discography by an exceedingly cool dude. Unfortunately it meant I had to
keep restyling my hair to keep up with things. All of the albums at this time
were played to the point that the vinyl virtually wore out: Space Oddity, Hunky Dory, The Man who Sold
the World, Ziggy and Aladdin Sane could all have made it as
my Bowie album. But then in 1974 along came Diamond
Dogs a full 10 years before 1984 and Brezhnev and the US doing their usual
sabre rattling. Here was an album which may have been an accurate reflection of
the future with half men/half dogs wandering the streets, assaulting the glass
fronts of Love Me Avenue and the concept and the glam rock along with Bowie’s
vocal range made it one of the best ... Ladies and Gentleman, I commend to you Diamond Dogs .... lots of thumbs up
please.
