Here's some cabin fever house music for all of you stuck in the house
David Bowie: "I have no identity" I had just settled myself comfortably on the couch, in the living room of David Bowie's suite in the Americana Flagship hotel in Rochester, when in from his bedroom bounced a pale but smiling Bowie carrying a small stuffed monkey. "Say hello to Asshole," he said, pointing the monkey … Continue reading David Bowie: The Man With No Identity (Interview, May 1978)
The first chapter of a multi-part dissertation on Bowie, Brecht, and Baal. In this post, we take a closer look at Baal, Brecht's theatrical philosophy, and The Alienation Effect.