Besides some Spanish groups most of you won’t know—Radio Futura—David Bowie’s Hunky Dory was the first album I ever remember getting. I’ve been listening to music through my telescopic nipple antennas since then.
I was 17. About to finish high school, drop the girlfriend who later became my first wife—yeah, first: There are more—and I couldn’t stop listening to one song: Changes.
So I got Hunky Dory and discovered one of the most amazing albums I’ve ever listened to. From top to bottom, it’s weird and wonderful and perfect.
