CD
Only
1 New Killer Star, 4:40
2 Pablo Picasso, 4:05
3 Never Get Old, 4:24
4 The Loneliest Guy, 4:11
5 Looking For Water, 3:28
6 She’ll Drive The Big Car, 4:35
7 Days, 3:18
8 Fall Dog Bombs The Moon, 4:04
9 Try Some, Buy Some, 4:24
10 Reality, 4:23
11 Bring Me The Disco King, 7:45
Bonus
Tracks (On Bonus CD)
12 Fly, 4:10
13 Queen Of All The Tarts (Overture),
2:53
14 Rebel Rebel,
3:10
Bonus Tracks (On
Tour Edition)
16 Waterloo Sunset, 3:25
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Recorded: Looking Glass Studios, New
York, USA
(Summer 2003)
Musicians: David Bowie, vocals, guitar,
keyboards, stylophone,
baritone sax, percussion, synths
Gerry Leonard, guitar
Earl Slick, guitar
Mark Plati, bass, guitar
Sterling Campbell, drums
Mike Garson, piano
Gail Ann Dorsey, backing vocals
Catherine Russell, backing vocals
Matt Chamberlain, drums on Bring
Me The Disco King and Fly
Tony Visconti, bass, keyboards,
backing vocals on Fly
David Torn, guitar on Fly
Carlos Alomar, guitar on Fly
Mario McNulty, additional
percussion and drums on
Fall Dog Bombs The Moon
Bill Jenkins, acoustic piano on
The Loneliest Guy
Producer: David Bowie & Tony
Visconti
Released: 15 September 2003
Label: ISO/Columbia COL 512555
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The hazard of being David Bowie in 2003, and having
influenced everyone worth influencing in living memory, is that when you
open your new album with a track like "New Killer Star", rather
than sounding like your own "Fashion", instead it sounds like
"Girls And Boys" by Blur. What Bowie has realised, it seems, is
that if everyone else is allowed to reference his backcat, he may as well
have a piece of the fun too. Whereas his previous effort, the much-lauded
Heathen, tried perhaps a little too hard to be everyone's idea of a classic
Bowie album, Reality is an altogether more playful take on his past (and
present). The cover of Jonathan Richman's "Pablo Picasso"
("Well some people try to pick up girls, they get called assholes/This
never happened to Pablo Picasso") is comically callous in a way Bowie
hasn't been since Scary Monsters. Conversely, "Bring Me The Disco
King" and "The Loneliest Guy" are as beautifully lost and
world-weary as he's sounded since Low, an intelligent middle-aged man's
alienated and fascinated view of modern life. Which is all we can possibly
expect.
SP
The Sunday Independent, 7 Sept 2003
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