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Ottawa Citizen - 17 June 1974 |
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Bowie show
needs more rock, less role For all its grand
production, David Bowie’s Diamond Dogs – the alleged theme of his latest
concert - was disappointingly dull. In fact the most
dramatic moments of the entire evening came during the aftermath of Bowie’s
early exit. In North
America, Bowie has yet to live up to his advance billing and Saturday night
in the Civic Centre, before a strong crowd of about 7,000, Bowie again failed
to reach any great heights musically. The show was 30
minutes late, during which time the audience was subjected to an aimless
soundtrack that ranged from satanic grunts ready to be exorcised, to pretend
pantings of pornographic passion already in the process of being exorcised. The stage was
dominated by tall, grey cut-out skyscrapers dripping colored wax like a
forest of inner-city candles. Bowie and his
rather good band finally hit the stage and opened medium-strong with a good
rendition of 1984. Dressed in a
white suit complemented by red shoes and hair, Bowie looked and acted much
like a highly polished, latter-day Bobby Rydell. He sang one
under a street-light song dressed in an anklelength coat and when he removed
the coat he removed his jacket – to a loud round of applause. This revealed a
blue shirt with red suspenders and, save for a few latter-day Presley pelvic
gyrations, this was the most risqué Bowie got all evening. Two
singer-dancers who accompanied him did pander to some purient interest but
not much. A high point of
the evening – physically rather than musically – came with Bowie, his head the
sole target of a tiny, bright spotlight, singing while perched atop the
centre building. As the song
progressed, a mechanic arm slowly lowered Bowie out over the audience. A clever gimmick
but the visual effect was far more memorable than the song itself. Bowie’s routine with the 15-foot glistening Christmas ornament was equally underwhelming. |
Bowie’s biggest
problem, as the show’s key figure, was that he kept disappearing - musically
rather than physically. There’s a lot of
acting in rock and roll but there should be even more rock than role. As a smalltime
actor, Bowie is a fair rock star but as a big time rock star, Bowie is a
smalltime actor. The band was
quite good and made tunes like Moonage Daydream, Suffragette City, Diamond
Dogs and Rock And Roll Suicide some kind of highlights. Bowie wrote his
own epitaph some time ago in Lady Stardust: "And he
was alright The band was
all together Yes he was
alright The song went
on forever …" Unfortunately
Bowie is supposed to be something spectacular yet, despite impressive stage
settings, Saturday night’s performance – 90 minutes without an intermission –
just never did climax. Bowie received
surprisingly good crowd response throughout the show and at the end, the
demand for more was surprisingly strong and vociferous. While many left,
many more thousands remained cheering and stomping until some time later it
was announced that Bowie had left the building. Like wildfire, a
chair throwing spree spread across the floor area as many young people gave
vent to their frustration. Backgrounded by
a dangerous barrage of bottles, the piles of chairs grew until a few
individuals began throwing chairs at the security and equipment personnel on
stage. Some chairs were
thrown back at the crowd by people on stage but finally, before a nasty
situation turned nastier cool-headed policemen quietly intervened to calmly
clear out the crowd. Bouquets to the police, a slap on the wrist for the audience – whether or not their feelings of rip-off were justified – and a sad bye-bye to Bowie. |
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