At one point, I (claimed that I) really didn’t like David Bowie. My college roommate at the time, Jamie, teased me incessantly about it. I can’t remember why I didn’t like him, because I’m basically enamored by his music now. In retrospect, I think it was some sort of blanket statement I made on zero evidence.
“Oh You Pretty Things” / David Bowie (1971)
the sloppy copy 